Haiku #782

782.

The irreligious
Consumer cannot forgive,
But only forget.

Haiku #781

781.

In the app, I reached
Enlightenment, which only cost
Four gold coins a month.

Haiku #780

780.

Trees with sequin leaves;
Glittering, confetti snow;
Icicles for teeth.

Haiku #779

779.

‘Product may not match
Description in the advert’.
Subtext, would I buy?

The Capitalist (Haiku #779)

779.

To want deeper truths
Is oxymoronic and
Paradoxical.

Haiku #775 – #778

775.

Onion eyes stinging;
Those nuns always admonished:
Be wary with sight.

776.

Thirty five years pass,
They turned my eyes into glass,
Gazing in a stream.

777.

All moments ago
Seemed real, impossibly so,
Carried on shoulders,

778.

But they all dissolved,
Unfair trick of light unfolds;
Sometime I will join.

Haiku #774

774.

Torrential sluicing,
Absolution, autumn air.
Beauty is in you.

Haiku #771 – #773

771.

Jade curtains, threadbare,
Greens cascade in channel flares.
Windows disappeared.

772.

Fading Autumn light,
A door ajar, losses bloom.
Permanent midnight.

773.

I am, I am not,
I live in both conditions –
Then open the box.

Haiku #770

770.

Weighty horse chestnuts,
Falling like muddy snowflakes,
Explosive as dreams.

Haiku #768 – #769

768.

I’m selecting cards
In a brand old patience game
No one else here plays.

769.

Backlog blockage tsar,
Latest government recruit.
Bizarrest title.