Days four through seven of the week-long haiku assignment were not bad, although I prefer the favourite I cited in the last post.
A path obscured
Desire and fear mingle
But hide the truth
What truth is hidden, I wonder? Any guesses?
Threads of silk and lace
Binding me like iron and steel
Does she hear my pleas ?
Again, the insect imagery is the way to my heart. And of course I hear your pleas. I'm just not listening.
The world shrinks
A voice calls from the edge
She leads as she will
Beautiful. I do like this one.
Artiface stripped
She sees what no one else sees
And does not turn away

