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Sir Mel,
ReplyDeleteI posted some Haiku, but i did not realize that I did it in the other Blog (Ati-atihan Eon Man) instread of putting it here.
Mila
HAIKU on LOVE:
ReplyDeletenew year's eve--
i wait for next year
one champagne glass
new year's day--
i sit on the couch
a scent of old spice
new year's day--
she looks around
her thoughts elsewhere
winter night--
his soft whisper
warms my body
winter night--
ReplyDeletewarm bodies shift
to right, to left
past midnight--
ReplyDeletei toss and turn
wedding dress on the wall
red carnation
i see it now
in his lapel
winter morning--
ReplyDeleteshe sits by the window
snow-covered tire tracks
winter's end--
ReplyDeletewater flows downstream
from melted snow
winter's end--
his promises burried
in deep snow
dawn--
ReplyDeletethin mist touches my face
at Sagada greenfields
new year
ReplyDeletenew job
dusty luggage
mid-january rain--
ReplyDeleteleaping through puddles
in high heeled shoes
lying side by side
ReplyDeletetangled fingers understand
quiet moonless night--
on bended knees
he asks for her hand
spring flowers in bloom
mid-summer night--
ReplyDeletehe looks up
her shadow on tinted glass
his and her body
mold as one
old spanish guitar--
dawn--
ReplyDeletewarm lips touched my face
his shadow moving away
dawn--
his rhythmic breathing i feel
in my nape
Valentine's day--
red rose on my pillow
after he's gone
Valentine's day--
ReplyDeleteone by one she touches
five red roses
last train ride--
ReplyDeletehe goes home yearning
for her embrace
from Afghanistan--
he caresses me
his rifle forgotten
sundown--
ReplyDeleteI watch him come
in hurried strides
after long winter--
following the stony path
I see him coming
her wedding day--
ReplyDeletemarching with mom
where's dad, she wonders
city lights--
ReplyDeletehe looks back with no regrets
country road in view
blizzard--
not leaving home
he cooks, i sing
half of my heart
keeps beating
in your grave
you asked, I answered
ReplyDeletesealed with a kiss
and a ring
this feeling--
until I met you again
in my heart, all along
all these fifty years--
ReplyDeletei follow
your lead
one, two, three
ReplyDeletehe counts his coins
the street boy--
sharing with you--
two scoops of ice cream
in one cone
spring rain--
ReplyDeletehe shows up dripping wet
on our first date
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ReplyDeleteCentral Park--
ReplyDeleteher head on his shoulder
horse-drawn carriage
Half Moon bay--
she says her vows
his eyes smile
used to sleep alone
ReplyDeleteshe toss and turn
wedding night--
waiting for you
our daughter and me
sunset--