A Quintet of Haiku





the leave wash the sweat 

of dew as the heat of winter

young morn sun rose up


in sweat of the ruin

it was not coldness but the

heat of boyhood embraced


heat of wet twigs balm

her sweaty hands she embrace the

open sky above her


the line of sweat form

outline as she bask in the

heat of ecstasy 



Sweat on her temple

heat on her hand she vision

shadow of future


In Response to RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge #137 

Sweat & Heat

#v is a very late response to Sunday Strange Microfiction Challenge (12/02/2017) by Jane Dougherty




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