Haiku
by Chris Carmichael
 
 
a quilt of dresses
from my mother's innocence
keeps me warm tonight
Night Hitch

left side, fireflies -
right side, dragon's eyes
no air ; just honeysuckle


 
Runaway

too eager to see
the city's cold,cruel morning -
fallen daffodil !

slushy streets of spring -
the night, a brandied cigar ;
Ahh Rachmaninoff !

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