Like melting snow
my landscape changes
with constant warmth
Morning malaize
that lasts
until sunset
Your vibrations of sleep
lull me
to a safer place
In coastal forest
a golden light
ascends
Too much depends
on the way you look at me
how you respond
And then it snowed
and it felt okay
to be so cold
Like sparks from a new years’ bonfire
I’ll glow, rise
vanish
Hey Saradha, nice to find, and read your work here. I’d wanted to congratulate you on your debut but the email I had was an old one. These haiku remind me of the Kerouac ones you like, there’s a kind of intimacy to them.