Category Archives: Haiku

painted eyes and nails

mask the lady’s true beauty

purity of soul

The blue velvet shell

turns pink in his agony

as the lobster boils

Haiku

A mirror would not

harbour major surprises

for those who were blind

Like a fading star

each scented bloom is eclipsed

and begins the fall

Each radiant bloom

reflects the warmth and colour

of the noonday sun