sanza

What are you thinking, little cat? It's so hard to tell. You purr and pounce, I tickle your tummy and the world seems well. But now what is it, little cat? Filling you with fear. I move an inch, you run a mile when shadows step near. Was it a bad dream, little cat? That … Continue reading sanza

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one little life

“CHATCK CHATCK CHATCK”, his mother’s urgent warnings were too late. Little Jack was already dangerously low over the road. He banked, frantically flapping to regain height, but he was inexperienced. An older bird would have quickly landed and weaved between the vehicles. They weren’t moving fast, departing traffic casting final glances at my shadows. So […]

clock

Tick-tock, tick-tock sun long summer casts one more glancing glow Tick-tock, tick-tock old friend departs wisps of her by my door Tick-tock, tick-tock hope to forget promising hatchling cries Tick-tock, tick-tock free hearts pumping into fresh migrant wings Tick-tock, tick-tock time flies away beyond my sunken path Tick-tock, tick-tock fat ripe acorns from branches sag … Continue reading clock

haikus inspired by a photograph

sunlit Sint Jacob inside a tavern of trolls stood out in the square   bright morning street scene invaded by disorder of nightly pleasures   in one dark corner of a city's open space grins a diseased mouth   teeth like loose cobbles beneath spirit-clouded eyes can only look down   deep Trollekelder interior hidden by insubstantial light   ghosts in camera appear more solid than coins … Continue reading haikus inspired by a photograph