Monday, December 28, 2009

Haiku Bones: regret

i sleep into day
trying too hard to repair
impossible dreams

the peel of night waits
fragrant, beneath your window
why bang empty pots?

s and h green stamps
yellowed pages, book half full
red tipped match same drawer

a rush of sparrows
such sudden beauty disturbs
childhood symmetry


Tumblewords: said...

Superb! I'm particularly fond of the S&H green stamps. That one rings a nostalgia bell!

Nancy Bea Miller said...

Lovely, all. I particularly like the rush of sparrows...

Greyscale Territory said...

Love how the haikus build to the power of that last one! Beautiful!

Sweetest in the Gale said...

These were wonderful...the first one truly resonated with me. Beautiful!

Robin said...

Wow! Love the first one, and yes, I remember the emotions imbued in those green stamps!

the walking man said...

I am of a mind to light the match and let the flame carry me to the now defunct trading stamp store.

gabrielle said...

Tumbleweeds - glad it brought back memories. the book was always half full!
Nancy - Thank you. I am glad you enjoyed.
Greyscale - thank you for noticing that. I was hoping for that effect.
Sweetest in the Gale - So glad you enjoyed - it's the first one I wrote upon waking.
Robin - Thank you for you kind words
Mark - you and me both!

Jim said...

I regret that I sleep to late in the morning but I too am a night person. I cleaned my office last month and found a lot of those old green stamps. No sparrows came in to bring me out of the nostalgia.
Jim's 'Regret ~ Haiku Bones' haiku

Beth P. said...

We bang empty pots
To call you from your sleep.
Silly Goose Scooping Moon.

Come play with us, or at least sing the song of the moon to us.

We wait.