Deep down in the pit
My yearning churning stomach
I know I’m toxic
haikuaday
9th October 2019
Brambles start to rust
And then vanish in a gust
Summer turns to dust
8th October 2019
My empty seed head
Dried up beyond usefulness
And falling slowly
7th October 2019
Between the raindrops
We wind our wet way upwards
Where will the ends meet?
6th October 2019
Roam the countryside
Somewhere my roots can take hold
Where do I belong?
5th October 2019
Focus on the good
And the rest will fade away
Time will tell the truth
4th October 2019
Flowers always bloom
Even if nobody sees
So don’t hide away
