Time Haiku

Breaths pass, moments tick

In Time's abyss...forever

Why do I waste them?




it will happen

 



Keyhole Haiku

I leave the key out

it leaves free spirits and breeze

ways to come and go

Her

She is waiting..somewhat impatiently.
She's been around for a while. She lives in a novel I've been slowly tapping away at.

Many overlooked her as a mere woman until she allowed a portrait to be painted.
In the portrait, she displayed her prize.