the sadness

of unrequited 

sadness

~

the blindness

of unrequited

sadness 

 the cat who own us

waiting for her morning cream

rolls in the sunshine 

 the line

that breaks the composition 

steals my heart

 blue rats

far from the street lamps

the night stutters

 nothing is as sad

as the passing of a cat’s

ninth life 

 sunflowers

the seeds of laughter 

start to smile

 hot garden 

the hedge trimming man

is sooooo boring 

 the rooks are panting

on the roofs of summertime 

storms gather 

 cold shoulder 

every time i enter the room 

my freezer goes mmmm?

 haiku

an empty book 

overflows

 the ripples arrive

and then depart

back across the lake

 it breaks my heart that it is broken