A haiku of wedding love

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

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 tanka

Letterbox circles
student below awaits results.
taught by his mistress.
Brown envelope falls
Red rose inside, A+

cardiff town centre

Old scars lazily covered

with flowerbed and tree bandaids.

Your deep green park lungs

clogged with cancer
from smug student disposable bbqs.
My love for you fades.

This place I no longer care,
to remember.
Just kidding yourself

Cardiff town centre.

Square tall apartment buildings
stand eggbox empty like my heart.

Soul sold down the Taff
asbo seagulls

meancing war cry squawk then laugh.
Sitting on wasted street art

Straight from uni deadend job

soul bleeds weekend boozes will renew.

Down St Marys street
the weekend crew

blue jeaned, checked shirt, brown shoed.
Broken feeling inside blue.

This place I no longer care,
to remember.
Just kidding yourself

Cardiff town centre.

With your lack of flare
gullible tourists robbed
you dont seem to care.
Big city dreams
things seem as they seem
you fail again.

This place I no longer care,
to remember.
Just kidding yourself

Cardiff town centre.

haiku about love

.GhostlyWords.
Forgotten whisper
shivering breeze ghostly touch.
The words I love you.

some haikus about lost loves

.ForYou.
Below bed hidden
amongst all my clutter lies
Bundled love letters.

.ChestWarmer.
Rich food will never
be the heartburn that you cause.
The sweetest dessert.

a haiku about exploding love

.TheFlame.
This gunpwder keg
packed tight with my love for you.
Explode when near you.

pretty eyes haiku

.YourSpotlightStare.
Pretty hole punched eyes
lighting this darkness inside.
Warm glow on my heart.

haikus some more

.StupidQuestion.
'Can't find my glasses'.
'What do they look like?' They ask,
'glasses,' I reply.

.WishICouldTellYou.
Can never tell you,
Whisper it now, in your ear.
Pretty in your sleep.

.CheaperThanAnnSummers.
Lonley shy woman,
to get her sexual kicks.
Uses spin cycle.

oh rachel riley

From the moment my eyes
clapped stubbled on you.
My heart felt full,
like its stuffed full of pies.
Cogs twirl,
in that war stopping
pretty face working out
that numbers round.
No greater beauty can be found,
except if you were nude
thats so true.

Oh Rachel Riley
with your smart head
and warming smile.
I'd swot up just to impress
as long as at the end
you got to undress.

Politely making small talk
with dictoinary corner.
I watch you,
practicing my moonwalk.
In bed,
bring you breakfast
before ive finished toast.
I would watch you
solve the daily mails sudoku,
so modest about it my
ecliptic lunar.

Oh Rachel Riley
with your smart head
and warming smile.
I'd swot up just to impress
as long as at the end
you got to undress.

Everyday a different outfit
that shows off those.
Luscious legs,
to my tv they transmit.
Placed vowels,
and odd consonants
spell my long love of her.
Queen on throne
Carol fanbase continue to moan,
will she ever be mine?
Noone knows.

haiku

.FirstSight.
Fell in love with girl,
Looked in her eyes, and told her
All rests with her now

Barfly Girl

My ears are struggling to hear
your thoughts from your lips,
those, that you believe so dear
this shoddy live band drowns
deafening your angelic sound.
All I can hear is your smile
eyebrows moves contortly
into relaxed frowns
and just nod contently.

through the smoke machines haze
usually I'd be checking out your rack
I cant draw my gaze
from your smile.
Gives so much life, like the river Nile.
Something I always lack.

I dont have a bebo or facebook
far too fiddely is all that,
I would just for another look.
Will put words I want to hear
into your perfect mouth
as this cover song ends,
I catch a word from you
the crowd cheer
no strong regional accent.

through the smoke machines haze
usually I'd be checking out your rack
I cant draw my gaze
from your smile.
Gives so much life, like the river Nile.
Something I always lack.

I hope for the right words
out of your delicate mouth
your smile framed by dimples
looking back your eyelids flutter,
twinkling, whites of youe eyes
doing that cute girl stance
and I'm glad you so cant
hear my stutter
through the bands noise.

whats never said

I never told you, never said,
to hold you, like how you hold me.
Thats the way I want my life to be.
I just pushed you away instead.

That has been my biggest regret,
couldn't admit and let you see,
that you meant more to me
than my complete pokemon set.

I said it over again in my head
just wanting to hold you tight
I cant do it, with all my might.
you are that keeps me sane.

To me it is a very big event,
could have easily passed by
as a said whisper or sigh.
not create an awkward moment.

Why I Fell for You

You asked me what I first noticed about you
I told a lie, what I said wasnt true.
Believing for ages that it was your eyes,
sorry, that was a big full bag of lies.

I'm not that shallow, I try not to be,
look at it from my side and you'll see,
that it is impossible to ignore your breasts.
Seriously, birds could use your bras as spacious nests.

Over time my gaze crept north and I saw that smile,
for which now I would run to you, mile after mile.
Its a bonus now, I dont care for your figure,
I'd trade it all, for your laugh and snigger.

Your warm breath makes me melt,
this feeling about someone, I've not felt.
Never, not once before in my entire life,
I hope one day, you'll be my trouble and strife.

But for now I'll make do with your titties,
'Oi, hands off mate, they're mine', such pities.
Your peachy bum, soft skin, fragrant hair and pastel legs,
like a cup of tea, stay with you even through the icky dregs.

I would rather spend time next to you, lost in your eyes,
thats the truth now, no longer porky pies.
Than stare down at your heavenly clevage,
thats suffers from great heavage.

Lost Love Notes

When i was a teenager (a fair few years ago i know,) I recieved and wrote many lovenotes during my relationships with my very few girlfriends.
I loved getting these notes, it was better than recieving a birthday card full of money as they meant so much more to me, they were a nice suprise to find in the bottom of your shoe or coat pocket, or waking up and finding one waiting for you on your bedside cabinet. They were very personal and intimate brought us both closer together as you could write things you were scared to say.
Even if the relationship doesn't last, you will always have something to remember it by, something to look back on to remember who you were and a happier time.
For some reason teenagers when i ask them if they send lovenotes, have no idea what im talking about.
They dont write them, all they do is send short pointless text messages rather than write out whole funny gentle and meaningful personal letters which is for you and you only.
What happens to these text messages I hear you ask? They either lose the phone or embarrassed in front of thier friends that they have recieved a message full of love, they hastily delete the message without hesitation.
They just dont seem to put the effort in like me and my girlfriends did, no saucy polaroids or lipstick on letters, no familiar hangwriting that you follow lovingly with your eyes.
It's just dead cold standard text type - 'i fink ur wll sxy, nce tits'. where is the love in that?

man at piano

Man at piano,
writing a song about love.
Knows not what to write.

my whisper

I'll deny that I ever said any of this
I'm tired now as i kiss your head
as i roll back away
to the other side of the bed.

I turn off the light and yawn
your figure comes back into show
silhouetted in green,
from the alarm clock glow.

I just want to thank you,
to save you the embarrassment
I love you dearly
for this time together we've spent

As you sleep,
I tell you how i feel
not to your face,
that is my deal.