Archive for Haiku

Running home from work

Under the Westway
Hawthorn blossom smells of home;
Where should I call mine?

Backpacking in Goa

Backpacking in Goa

Drink some bhang lassi,
Write ‘cunt’ on your mate’s forehead
With a henna pen.

La Maroma

La Maroma

The almond blossom
Is late this year – too soon we
Wash ourselves with dust