your black silhouette
is a tremendous keyhole
etched against the door
it is a pity
that I never could reach the
three-legged table
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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Tag Archives: Haiku
where else would i be after the rain?
an unbolted soul
balloon undone o’er loam
clipped by nankeen moon
in peace offering and hope
to re-entangle with you
by TONY SINGLE
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Dog Nights (Postcard Set #1)
dream cense
the sky vapes with clouds
stars flicker like ciggy butts
i try to recall
everything i mooned over
but nothing comes to my mind
nothing except for
‘And know, whatever thou hast been,
’Tis something better not to be.’ *
* Lord Byron, ‘Euthanasia’
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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last may
It’s pretty strange to realise that the person you barely knew yesterday occupies all your space today. But they never ask. They come, grab your guts and start dancing a jig. How cool is that? (This is a poem Tony wrote for me.)
my dance surrounds you
my stoic one, pole to pole
yours is love that lasts
Wow… I’m really moved, Tony! (Psych! Pole dancing definitely isn’t your schtick.) Anyhow, I love you.
—Tati
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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