haiku – Here I Am

Haiku 06.05.20

It’s twenty twenty
Still believe you’re in control?
Ha ha ha ha ha

tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk
winter knocks like a rude guest
knuckles thick as hail

peering through the pane
see London thunder and storm
like a lonely child

Damp, morning puddles
the earth, she softens, sun smiles
Winter skips to Spring

Red and yellow cranes
Soar above warm London skies
Stretching their long feet

Guttural gunshots
Beneath silhouetted sky
Send Copts to the light

our love’s like Paris
delightful in hushed daydreams
cramped and rusty in truth

October is jammed
Between subtle Septembers,
Nordic Novembers

For resurrection:

Blades brown and kiss earth before

Summer’s sudden storms

Mother’s lullaby:

Warmth and light, sure as sunrise

Quelling winter’s cries

Summer’s golden locs

Shimmering in autumn’s breeze

Wither in winter

Braids set as a crown.
O! You deserve so much more
more than this haiku

British Summertime

Officially ends today;

Winter’s arbitrary.

Thunder and lightning-
Kisumu’s new season starts;
In my tummy too…