Poems » Aviva Derenowski

Haiku Feeding

I am a bird inspace, leaving familiar groundPrey in my talons

I write, then I think –igniting the screen that burpstrainee’s syllables.

“Hey, you!Come play with me.” “I can’t see you,can you see me?” “I see a

I’m hungry forsightsI’ve never experienced. I can blindly line their curveshear taste desiresrest in their

The last hint of light at sunsetwashed the sky in deep scarlet. A runner on

“Open up!” “Who’s there?” “Open up, or I break down the door.” “Just a second,