For breakfast I eat up my vowels, my a e i o u, to which I add from consonants a fricative or two;
After that I move my bowels then write as poets do, and frequently am quite surprised to feel a trill come through.

Friday, 13 January 2012

winter grey
the old dog running
in his dreams

1 comment:

  1. A dog 'running' in his dreams is one with which we are all familiar - not too much of a surprise therefore to find the familiar image has been similarly phrased in someone else's older haiku:

    humid night -
    the old dog runs
    in his sleep

    sheila windsor

    (Thank you to Tzetzka Ilieva for bringing this haiku to my attention).