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Tuesday 31 March 2020

Haiku #342

Let your needs bleed out 
Comfort may not be desired 
Strength must be believed 

Haiku #341

What’s loose can be caught 
What’s best is often what’s left 
What’s lost has no cost

Haiku #340

Spirit stones remind
Lush gardens encourage thought
Accept that which is 

Sunday 29 March 2020

Haiku #339

Death’s your winner’s gift 
Pain and suffering will end 
Maya’s veil shall rip

Friday 27 March 2020

Haiku #338

Fear and pheromones 
Parked in the flickering night 
Light gives birth to worlds 

Wednesday 25 March 2020

Haiku #337

Act as if you’re wise
Viral threats aren’t a surprise 
Death’s just changed His guise

The End of Days

You know, watching daily briefings given by whatever set of authorities on the spread of COVID-19, feels very much like watching a planet die in slow motion. If you feel like waves of dread and impending doom are washing over you, the appropriate response isn’t clearcut but, this might be the time to consider becoming an opioid addict.

Haiku #336

Dream your private dream 
The world is not what it seems 
There’s light you can’t see 

Tuesday 24 March 2020

Haiku #335

Breathing’s dangerous 
The future appears monstrous 
Luck’s penurious 

Thursday 19 March 2020

Haiku #334

Footfalls gone unheard 
Shadows hide in each other 
Fears feed in silence 

Tuesday 17 March 2020

Haiku #333

Please enter my place 
Rooms adapt to occupants
Be where you wish to 

Haiku #329

Night showed me visions 
Picture pieces, puzzling scenes
Love’s but lucid dreams 

Haiku #332

Probabilities 
Discrete bits that form a life
Entropy directs

Monday 16 March 2020

Haiku #331

I’ve dreamed umbral scenes
Sepulchral sets that imply
Love’s time has flown by 

Haiku #330

Love can be dreadful 
Cruel Cupid’s contagion 
Rends hearts asunder

Haiku #328

Eternal forests
The green sheen of Earth’s old hide
Plowed to smoking black

Tuesday 10 March 2020

Haiku #327

Slip time in reverse 
Blackbirds backwards sleight one’s sight
Land before your flight 

Haiku #326

In all tales we tell
The past seems but days away
So time plays with minds

Thursday 5 March 2020

Haiku #325

Cantankerous rain
Wheat bows like Chinese envoys 
The season of streams

Tuesday 3 March 2020

Haiku #324

Desire’s a fine fuel
Broken hearts burn the brightest 
Ash lasts like the past

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