Cupped hands gather tears dreams once clear now misted, gone – nostalgic ideals. (Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: water/ smoke. Also for Reena’s Exploration
Tag: dreams
Night Travels
Night lifts, morning slipping through blinds, soul returning from nightly foray, body awakening, a vague sense of disconnection – admit it, you know this.
Afraid to Fly
(Inspired by the prompts of Ragtag Community: chase, and Fandango: double. )
Junkyard
Vestiges of dreams swiftly disappear, shift lanes – ambition rusted. (For RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Challenge: fast & lane)
Grey
Lured by azure waters, the promise of carefree days, I cruise ocean’s waters, dream myself exotic. Grey clouds loom, mock this pretence – waves swell
Bleeding Edges
Wrap myself in verdant dreams – creaseless envelope of hope – have written my deepest desire, sealed the vessel shut… meanwhile, reality oozes red, like
