September 13, 2014

The Flood - dreamscape Haiku

That one precious time
scorching blue, billowing clouds
puncturing moments
mud puddles melting
pelt scarred earth with drops of tears
coming down and down
oozing up to see
only one to see this time
a vapor are we
floating through the cracks
walls, floors, ceiling plaster falls
clouds tell you goodbye
my love vanishes
windswept loud and taken up
seeps a vanquished cry

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