24 November 2015

Three Haikus

Ocean

mother of mr sun
at dawn; pioneer among
the prostitutes.

Rain

Barren sod vanished
like a stilleto through flesh
saplings sprouted.

Mobile Trains - a Haiku

In trains people talk
to invisible lis’ners;


intermin’ble, loud.

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