I have no idea. Yet when I hold you it’s there, I long when it’s gone. “Brief: 366/2020 project, prompt ‘Love’
Tag: Haiku
Rise
Mild mannered morning Til drama rose to ignite Petroleum skies “Brief: 366/2020 project, prompt ‘Rise’
Fire
Like a wolf to fire I watch cagily, sussing, Your rage, brutal cold. “Brief: 366/2020 project, prompt ‘Fire’
Drop
Insignificant, Contained til fall, skin broken, Entity morphs. “Brief: 366/2020 project, prompt ‘Drop’
Colour
Colour me in to the outlines of my skin where I end and begin. "Brief: 366/2020 project, prompt 'Colour'
Refresh
Fresh faced morning dawned, To refresh the mourned years turn, And face year re-born. "Brief: 365/2020 project, prompt 'Refresh'
