twilight frost gets ignored

in a doorway, in a basque

in December


working in Soho

the street’s damp blooms

in the twilight frost



This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Special #124, Richard Wright’s last haiku of this month, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here.  Admittedly, the prompt took me a long way from Richard Wright’s haiku this time, but ah well… here are The Pogues.

4 thoughts on “Twilight

  1. The image of the street’s damp blooming is just exquisite —
    But — yes — the basque in the doorway would be more “interesting” than the frost 😉

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