Haiku #50

brain clouded by time
a psyche lost in the fog
help it find its way

Haiku #49

waiting for the bus
dreaming of my bed back home
pillows are waiting

stacking sugar cubes
upon the café table
sharing with flies

coffee warms my soul
people-watching is the sport
Stadium Café

eyes give her away
she’s lost in the crowd today
scared of a wrong turn

craving to be touched
will your hand graze across skin?
let me remember

sharing a moment
honest about what we want
mutually selfish

i miss your touch so
curling up to a pillow
wishing it were you

Denver to Houston
highways through nameless places
just to say goodbye

empty pages taunt
pens call out in dead of night
it’s a writer’s world