Haikus – The many moods of me – by Philip Wardlow


Black wings paint the sky amongst them I fly freely No ground to hold me.
Black wings paint the sky
amongst them I fly freely
No ground to hold me.
Windows divide me from worlds I have brushed against clear and newly cleaned.
Windows divide me
from worlds I have brushed against
clear and newly cleaned.
Fuck off you fucker My middle finger gives cue to whisper screw you
Fuck off you fucker
My middle finger gives cue
to whisper screw you
Flaming red dress twirls as my world revolves around my eyes on your hips
Flaming red dress twirls
as my world revolves around
my eyes on your hips
I hand you a rose, because your beauty demands it of my lost soul.
I hand you a rose,
because your beauty demands
it of my lost soul.
Erotic mischief, from a smile, kiss, to caress A peek at my heart.
Erotic mischief,
from a smile, kiss, to caress
A peek at my heart.
Meditative space Peace in a vacuum of words Abandons the day
Meditative space
Peace in a vacuum of words
Abandons the day
Fists of fury coming A terrible tidal wave of pure savagery
Fists of fury coming
A terrible tidal wave
of pure savagery
Beauty and sorrow Intertwined, a mosaic of feelings unbound.
Beauty and sorrow
Intertwined, a mosaic
of feelings unbound.
Mister Monster gripes dismal days stretch forever as the coffee cools.
Mister Monster gripes
dismal days stretch forever
as the coffee cools.
My soul exploded dipped in the frigid waters of a  warm welcome.
My soul exploded
dipped in the frigid waters
of a warm welcome.

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