playing with haiku
once I used a skipping rope
pencil is enough

the sound of ocean
surf the swell till noon high tide
lie on couch again

old dog sleeps a lot
blunt teeth cannot chew raw bones
still does not like cats

clothing can be drab
I like colorful undies
no one can see them

hot as hell’s kitchen
dog is scared of ceiling fans
cool books will not help

girl with headscarf smiles
we are no longer strangers
sharing chocolate

sleep fell upon me
dreaming of a holiday
head up in the clouds

climb a mountain trail
heart beating to forest sounds
waterfall singing

water will find its way
sky cannot hold it anymore
garden sighs relief

sit alone silent 
so much to say, unsaid 
blank page screams for words

Image: Waratah Bay, Victoria