| Haiku |
Ghost orchid love
My longing for you,
Like a ghost orchid, sought –
And almost found.
In your eyes
In the welling depths
Of your gleaming eyes - my
Neverending fall
Old Lady
The soft old lady
Sits still, waiting in the park
To fly like a bird.
I alone at sea
I alone at sea -
The ghost of your reflection
Still skims my waters.
Black velvet nights
Black velvet nights are
Nothing, unless seen in
Contrast to the sun.
©Nadine Brincat 2005
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