A haiku of wedding love

.ThankYouBoth.
Danced with raised glasses
we toast your commitment.
Love fills this great hall.

haiku

.YourRouteStartedHere.
Familiar lips
marked against our rooms window.
Your goodbye to me.

a haiku

.TheSmallPrint.
Corporations fish
through wifi capturing nets.
Goodbye to secrets.

A Haiku

.Voyage.
Just one strand of twine
Wrap our arms as rope together.
We sail seven seas.

a couple of haikus

..CupWon.

Rugby players scores
huddled mud bees celebrate
Sweetest nectar won.

.NoTimeForDesert.

Parachute chord puled
packed inside gourmet menu.

I'll have the pork choooooooooops.

a haiku

.LikeADoubleChin.
Double barrel boobs
from belt tight under belly.
Her tit wank xl.

Crow

The congeling blood filled crow
dots a flight path overhead
4000 hours of airborne surveillance logged
in an thickening imagination.
Inefficent feathers cut through thermals
down below his friends gorge on human excess.
Yet Gregg for that what he calls his conscious self
his name taken from the brown papered litter
he used to feed from cannot land.
This last flight
this curse of his evolved thinking
being too aware causes each vessel to turn to stone
to be able to survive.
Gregg knows that already his belly is swollen solid
brittle legs hang like autumn frosted twigs
if he lands
he will never take off again
his body
outstretched in its last dying fight
for flight.
No. I will not be remembered
as he crashed into ground
shatters into  tiny concrete fragments.
Easier to erode this way.

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Harry left his mug on the sticky varnished tabletop.
Triangulated tea cup ring stains act as a landing pad
for repeated take offs.
Outside, standing with a tense face built like a blocked sink,
draining away through plug removed eyes.
taking in nature
‘you see this is what life should be, simple, birdsong
green.’
as he steps onto orgasm thick soft grass.
‘Not stuck inside plugged in and clocked off, no-one else is here,’
He ponders out loud.
‘People use to go online to get away, now in the real world.’
Clean fresh air is triumphantly snorted up, directed by ever
widening smile.
He has only reached this nirvana through his frustration
of trying to operate his computer with his charging phone.

some haikus

.SunDial.

Shadows stretch, yawning
stood up disappear rising sun.
Return after shift.

.RareInSummersSun.

Zebra stripped shadows
nestling behind trees safe.
Hunted by bright sun.

.Forts.

Daises fortified
within town planning cluster.
Our aerial view.

.ColouringBook.

These greens seem more gray
help me colour them vibrant.
Through patient loving.

.MoveOut.

Point at any house
will turf out the occupants.
We can make a home.

A haiku

.OddShapeCoin.
Exact change for crisps
Vending machine gags, rejects.
Coin returned, repeat.

A haiku

.ArtificialFlavours.
Meeting, huddled tight
nasal strong laundry smell.
Monday morning haze.

The Light Within

Predictably those
shadows creep over again
flawlessly stitched together

by expert craftsmen.

Locked together
black branched fingers

overhead form skeletal rafters
a thick cage chamber.

I take from my heart

that beeswax lantern sculpted

candle you installed
and use it to part

with lightsaber strokes
my shrinking coffin.

Life behind these bars
cold to my delicate touch
the thoughts buried

deepest away on my limping crutch
your candle begins to falter.
I know you cannot warm me forever.

Alone with gritted teeth
I pull at these glass sharp branches

labouring hands soon bleeds
through gloom decapitating snatches.

I build a fire
from these memories
and light it with your love
it soon burns
with a growing thirst
warming me, through expelled gloom
I have finally the room

to breath.
Tearing down ruined childhood
 to feed this hunger
a gurn breaks out on my wincing face,
awkward,  soon settles
like a content cat
into a relaxed smile
below my soot smudged nose.
This woodland, now green and open

the leaves soft under scabbed dirty palms

I blow out your candle and return it to my heart.

Around I Go Again

I rubbed one out
over you this morning
I still dont know why.

Another wad of tissue
to dispose of fading memories of perfection.

Butchered unemotionally
this white scrunched rose
made from shaved pulped trees
home to cul de sacs
of woodland creatures,
pressed into soft andrex.
Now home to my fallen many through this flaccid penis.

Opened slow wincing
scrunched eyes blinker,
studying the restoring daylight
as those stored 
interactive images of you
dispurse.

I don't know how much sperm
Ive wasted on you.
It still doesnt stop the pain in my heart.

These popeye forearm
toning  tight fisted wanks
are always fulled by anger 
rather than the lust,
we once had.

The truth is,
you were never this good at wanking.

My tribute to you.

faith of the few

You said you'd come find me,
No matter what
Are you coming?
Should I stop waiting?

Back into hibernation
Suffering from this condition
Diagnosed with heart twice broken
You were the medicine
That kept me from falling

Tied to this big oak tree
Unable to stand
Still just lonely
Are you still searching?

Back into hibernation
Suffering from this condition
Diagnosed with heart twice broken
You were the medicine
That kept me from falling

I'm a deep sea fish lurking
just drowning
in this shallow tank
Just come and release me.

Liars Lie, Cheaters Cheat

you make your mothers so proud
with every lie
you keep swallowed down
all those kept secrets
add drag no room
filed neatly inside
you're falling soon

lonely passages of time
spent inventing stories
fall into them and embrace
your world
I'm glad its not mine.

you make your partners hate you
with cheating eyes
you keep staring through
facing your mirror
you let the dust
of continued lies
hides waining trust

lonely passages of time
spent inventing stories
fall into them and embrace
your world
Thank you all its not mine.

You make those still around you
Burn all bridges,
you threw the gas,
and the match,
they just won't save you this time.

Anger

'Thats
a
clear-
ly
la-
belled
re-
cy-
cl-
ing
bin,
So
why
the
fuck
have
you
shoved
your
half
eat-
en
sand-
wich
in
that
bin?
The
waste
bin
is
ov-
er
there.'

Said with an fiery rhythm
as I pound his
poor blooding sandwich chewing face
into the side
of the slowly denting bin.
'I'm sorry it just angers me, that's all.'

another haiku

.FeelTheLove.
Friendly tree, hugging
swamps awkward lamppost stood near.
Odd shadows when lit.

a haiku

.ArmhairCombing.
Often find myself
stroking my arm hoping to.
Hold you once again.

some haikus

.Foods.
Tonguing out food grit
Probing teeth for flavours
when did I eat that?

.SunshinePlease.
Lazy tree grows slow
waiting for better weather.
Leans limp against fence.

A tanka

Sharp pencil insert
tickling nose to a sneeze.
Climatic shudder.
As close to an orgasm
I'll get, these so lonely days.