Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Musings

Sequestering hug,
like entwined vines on trellis,
weave through our being.
The trail of your touch,
stirs varied kaleidoscopes.
Alas! The day climbs.

Linking with Haiku Horizons: Climb

Monday, August 22, 2016

Memoir

Smitten by her loquacious eyes, I committed my life to her, and for a good 30 years she helped me traverse this circuitous journey showering unfathomable joys but how swiftly joy and sorrow alternate and before the blinking of eyes, she receded to a painting hung on wall but sinking into oblivion would have been denigrating to our "we" time so I chose not to wallow in her sorrows and took to exploring the Himalayas and while the demons of her memory stalk me continually, I am glad she still joins me in circuitous travels, she with those loquacious eyes.


Saturday, August 20, 2016

The plunge

Abyss, sans return,
From the edge of hazel pools,
I plummet headon.

Linking with Haiku Horizons: Jump

Tuesday, August 9, 2016