Angels have the phone box

Haiku #1

words smudged by falling
tears – like Rorschach inkblot tests
diagnosis, sad

Haiku #2

forlorn, abandoned
bluebird of sadness… hiding
in the recesses

cage door open, frees
bluebird of happiness from
its captivity

Haiku #3

city lights come to life
at dusk as weary travelers
return by train….

Haiku #4

in full view she paints her face – mask in place ready for the day’s cruelty

Haiku #5

turkish delight & neopolitan icecream – remind me of you…