Weekly Haiku 25


Maybe if I don’t say anything no one will notice I’m a day late…


Familiar stranger

Walks the afternoon each day;

The world seen through glass.


Soft, peaceful music;

Damp dripping after the rain

while crickets sing.


Breath caught, eyes held wide;

Shadow dancing in the night,

Gone as quick as seen.


The days stagger on,

Smothered by the summer’s heat;

On and on and on…


Lay back, close your eyes…

The ghost of a lover’s touch

Comforts lonely skin.

All haiku copyright © 2013 by Michael Vest



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