four a.m. goodbye—
above the sleeping dreamer’s lips
kissing the air
*
opening the book
surprised to find my old story there
with a new ending
*
scent of old leaves—
what is dead brings such beautiful
memories of youth
October 4, 2023 by Rosemerry
four a.m. goodbye—
above the sleeping dreamer’s lips
kissing the air
*
opening the book
surprised to find my old story there
with a new ending
*
scent of old leaves—
what is dead brings such beautiful
memories of youth
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged haikulings | 2 Comments
missing connection
kiss hovering over me
four a.m. dreamscape
long-cherished book
brand new stories ensconced within
same stale old endings
morning newspaper run
fragrance of dropping temps
leaves, too, dropping soon
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I especially love your second haikuling. (Is that a Wendling word?)
it’s a word I made up for these three-line poems that aren’t really haiku, but are … ish 😉