A haiku about dreams

.Together.
Vocal harmony
our dreams resonate content.
Pitch perfect chorus.

haiku about the shipping forecast

.ShippingForecast.
Bed slumbering slow
pirate dreams on gentle seas.
Shipping Forecast sails.

a haiku about dreams

.MorningWindows.
Thick condesation
sticks to windows, exhaled breaths.
Our satisfied dreams.

another haiku

.ThisWeather.
Raindrops on window
leaving fading paths of dreams,
like dead shooting stars.

my journey home

The shadows move like oars
peddeling against the flow of this bus
closer to this final destination,
the more frantic the oars pace.
On this journey home.

Heaters blare out whitenoise
tying a dirty sticky burning knot inside
outside the rain beats down cold,
head cools against the window.
On this journey home.

The opposite flow headlights
shoot pastlike stars during warp speed
they disappear into the distance,
gone, like my hopes and dreams.
On this journey home.

Phones aggressively beeping
frustratingly, not alone in this coffin
caught coversations confuse me,
like those voices in my head.
On this journey home.

My mind can no longer wander
trapped like my body, stiff, creeks like
this lumpy seat I'm stuffed in
I'm almost regretably there.
On this journey home.

what you are

Something about you fills me with intrigue,
Never tire of your looks, I will not fatigue.
Your skin seems smooth, soft to the touch,
something I want to do soon, very much
Your eyes tinted, colour of mint ice cream.
'I am stunningly pretty,' out they scream.
I will look down at my shoes all coy. Shy,
you're appealing like a cooling apple pie.

Dreaming Together

Wouldn’t it be weird if we could meet up in dreams?

‘Alright Dan how’s it going?’
‘I’m ok yourself?’
‘Yeah I’m not too bad, so who is dreaming about you tonight then?’
‘I’ll just have a look, hmm got about 10 hot women tonight wanting to do sexy things with me, I’m going to be stretched tonight.’
‘You absolute shit, I’m a bit player in one dream and yet you have got half the women in the county wanting you!’