17 Syllables And The Truth.

Reading Ono no Komachi’s poetry today has reminded me of my fondness for haiku’s, and my own train wreck of a love-life.   The following were composed by my sub-conscious while I was preparing dinner.  Don’t judge them too harshly, I’m aware they are a bit crap 😉

Twice I slept today,
And both times I dreamt of you.
I enjoyed neither.


Will it ever stop,
The pain and the loneliness?
All I have is hope.


There you are again.
Always there, but never here.
God damn my wishes!


  1. Full of feeling. About someone you know?

  2. amazing poems!

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