Above the city
A terracotta ocean
Washed clean by new rains
A new day a new haiku
Above the city
A terracotta ocean
Washed clean by new rains
Cold April showers
Relentless in their fury
But over so fast
Sun slowly falling
Painting the sky with its blood
Hearts gently breaking
A tangled up web
Lost and confused in this mess
I am on my own
Perfect evening sun
Warming and filling me up
I am anywhere
While these bridges burn
Hunting for an escape route
A haunted staircase
A misty morning
Another day I missed you
Hidden mystery
A new horizon
Flat like life support machines
A lethal sunset
Feeling pulled apart
Stretch me out upon the rack
Joints pop out of place
Bark without a dog
Trunk without an elephant
Limbs without a leg
Under the wood stack
In a dry little hollow
New whiskers twitching
Mediocrity
The curse of global culture
Shackled to our screens
Out of the darkness
Falling onto golden straw
A new life begins
A crumbling cliff
Devoured by the ocean
Hanging on the edge
Cowering inside
Hiding behind these these lost eyes
My only safe place
Between the rafters
Inside the empty spaces
Resting in our nest
Freshly washed mudflats
Glisten with sea borne treasures
A void mermaid’s purse
Now night has fallen
I just want to go back there
To where the wild pear grows
Bluster battles blow
Between bruises black and blue
Brow beaten beneath
Man made mountains soar
Their builders overshadowed
A tower topples
Walking through raindrops
Dripping from my nose and eye
Lashes cross my back
Worthless words shrivel
Like last year’s discarded leaves
Must I always fall
Between these four walls
I can travel anywhere
We are on the line
Marching on like ants
Our nests forever building
Just another cog