A Poem a Day (10): haiku

Five-minute poems...

Some haiku

We dance on water

When the roar becomes too much,

Smiling 'gainst the tide

In sparks of pure white

Sunlight splinters the morning -

A rush of birdsong

Tweeting from above,

Silhouettes of feathered shapes

Dot the empty roofs

In an old blues voice

He recalls a pure lost love

On the radio

Jane never minded

The rows or women, but too

Much was that snoring

Suck the creamy taste;

Pure white decadence unwrapped -

Milky Bar all gone...

Copyright Vickie Johnstone