War (in haiku series)

you can hold your breath

for thousands of long drawn years

wars instant craving

it makes me feel raw

for thousands of long drawn breaths

holding all your words

years onto your breath

drawing you into craving

wars thousand instants

breathing in the years

of thousands of long drawn wars

making raw words war

.....

....

...

..

.

.

.



Gazer

Mye

my name is not yours
my head fills my space
my fresh my frenzy
my kiss my eye

my breath my face
in my face in my faith
in my frail mind trail my
instant my crescent my
own flavour sail my

My My

my time is not yours
my sense fills my head
my love my lusty
my kiss my eye

bye bye

γνῶθι σεαυτόν

2012 (in haiku series)

after last nights games

absolutely no complaints

the craziness rums

through all of our ears

bouncing off of all our brains

forming like the clouds

all disguised as thoughts

wearing shoes of midnight soul

reflecting in the sky