Haiku Brunch

This follows Haiku Breakfast and precedes Haiku Lunch.

 

Haiku Brunch

© 2008 Mark Pearce

 

 

The human race won,

but we learn that fast, fast, fast

is not fast enough.

 

 

The heat of youth fades.

The wizened heart delivers

warmth from banked embers.

 

 

It’s a dirty day –

the day that the heart grows cold

and the flowers rot.

 

 

To complete this thought

another five syllables

are necessary.

 

 

Your words have touched me.

Your smile has warmed me inside.

It must be summer.

 

 

      

 

Author's Note

5-7-5