Sunday 24 July 2011

140 Characters: Double-Haikus

  • The tube is a train
    Packed with people like smarties
    Wrapped in bright paper

    The chairs are a show
    A symbol of politeness
    Just waiting to go

      
  • Like summer kisses,
    We melted in the star light
    Of our racing hearts

    On the sunbathed roof
    It seemed like a good idea
    Until the wasp came.

      
  • The first time they met
    So fresh was the morning dew
    So red the rosebush.

    In the beginning
    She had the same name as all
    But he renamed her.

      
  • I did not come here
    Just to skirt my fingertips
    Around your desire.

    Trees cloaked in moonlight
    Yawn in the April umbra
    Of my longing heart.
      

      
  • Life’s a question mark
    You are the dot in suspense
    And the answer’s Love

    O Breath ephemeral
    Brave nymph of Eternity
    What makes you mindful?
—okei

3 comments:

  1. "The tube is a train
    Packed with people like smarties
    Wrapped in bright paper

    The chairs are a show
    A symbol of politeness
    Just waiting to go"

    Wonderful! *smiles*
    Reminded me of my transport.

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  2. Thanks Jach & Nancy!!

    What always amazes me about the London underground is how much *reading* people do! Not only is the tube itself covered in bright advertisements, but people themselves are all wrapped up in magazines, newspapers, books,... so I was hoping to capture that ambiguity. And when the tube is really busy, pfft... we, the commuters, become like mere commodities being shipped from X to Y.

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