Haiku
women shelter—
jasmine scents spread
beyond the fence
cancer department—
won't the wind feel tired
of blowing?
market shelf—
one of the chocolate bars ends
in the baby's mouth
new wall—
a building worker pisses
on his shadow
grand mom's funeral—
on my way home
a field of lilies
love confession—
closing its wings
the butterfly
lost love—
how quick the bleeding deer
runs away!
new year eve—
still counting my fingers
under the bedcover
new year dawn—
they both shine
in the far sky
new year morning—
a funny snowman
smiles to me
morning light—
the new year flows in
with rose scents
summer evening—
an ant drags its shadow
which drags a straw
Sunday mass—
the church bells accompany
my dream sowing
