Blinded by light
Tortured by pain...

Over a yawning-morning-city,
birds stretched across...

Cold smog crawls the swamp, like breath, icy cold.
This sneering crowd, hisses, writhing in this...

Fingers tips feel their way, searching, searching...
Like a scent on the wind, my fragrance whispers...

...

+ + + + + +
+ R.I.P...

Aloft, I look with darting eyes, scared of fate...
A sound...

Their tears
Drenched in sorrow...

My heart
broke the moment...

writing a haiku
should capture moments like a/the...

Rugged rock face slips,
revealing a sequined dance...

Reflected reality
Serenity sings from blue bayou...