Haiku #107

Soft fall the fingers 

Nerves stroked into still silence 

Weep tears of cool peace 

Haiku #106

Cold hearts, icy darts 

Exchanges of Arctic thoughts 

Souls in frost are caught 

An Exhibit

I can envisage a sculpture: on a large serving platter, a man’s roasted head with an apple in his mouth set atop a coiled cone of boiled bratwurst. Arranged about this centrepiece, a cooked liver, two kidneys & enough veggies to fill the tray.

I’d call it “Adam & Eve’s Innards.”

3 Line Poem

“The rind of his mind left 

  Both his eyes blind 

  And staring glazed at the sea.”

Haiku #105

Intimate intent

Restrained inside contrite minds

Flesh that’s now unbound

Haiku #104

Crestfallen hero

Beautiful maiden gutted

Failed quests are not news