Friday, October 22, 2004

Last Evening With Her

A Haiku poem (I haven't really followed the strict rules of haiku writing except that these were spontaneous lines, which is the first rule of a haiku)

Last Evening With Her

a. she is here
vase of roses on the sill
flutter by butterfly

b. quiet whispers
fireworks in the sky
fading evening

c. loud laughter spills
blood vomit on the footpath
emptiness of soul

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