Haiku: Bike

The lonely bike stands

In the curtain of evening,

Parked until morning.

Haiku: Time

Time chips nails and souls

I can count the passing days

In those flesh-hued shells

Haiku: Early Morning

a rose-cream sunrise

the rattling of a streetcar

through empty stations

Haiku #3

With rain pouring down

I sip and wait for the wheels

of bureaucracy

Haiku #2: Arrival

you’re coming today

the Stansted arrival hall

lights a fire in my soul

Haiku for May Day

Heavy cloud cover

a cold that sits on the skin

waiting for summer.