**haiku Magic **

autumn a nostalgia painted in scarlet first day of spring a song in the the breeze i would love to sing full moon a mice runs across the owl's eyes daylight murder in the city park a parasite strangling the host tree missing his key again the door comes down waxing moon she drives 20 km to get her cheongsam made hachiko photo shot leaving a space between us for the world's best friend art exhibition a heart blossoms from one genre to the other on the misty glass his 'love' overflows new tight blossoms an old woman readies herself for a walk death anniversary cries of migratory birds fill the sky extinct - - one less for the world to evolve this sea - i am swept along by both a sadness and joy Little India Brickfields a light breaks through veil of ignorance spring in full bloom my heart fluttering in the breeze old cemetery my hair on ends between the lallang kitchen window the neighbour's child is now a young woman that first fight still there the dent on the garage door 'Sometimes, when we talk to our pets, we like to take it that their intelligence is at our level so as to be really close with them. that too is God's prediposition when he communicates with us.' storm in an old teacup - the pope's resignation so many ways to cook he holding on to her waist she tells us how slim she was elizabeth's closet garage sales he asks for matches to light an old pipe out of the closet now in his bag eyeliners mascaras and lipsticks the futon stored away a low table and some plates there - our dining room our living room the Last Supper never ends giving my first bath the doggie and me all wet living room solitude the crashing water of the silent waterfall van gogh's bedroom on the wall right over my bed london - missing you for so many years our laughter - his eyes the shape of his staple sri lankan sapphire straining the eyes to learn the different prices of blue waving at me last week's green strawman now brown/ tanned Sibu Townsquare we walk through the good the bad and the ugly late autumn the woman caught between a range of red lipsticks full moon chant the glow of saffron and the moon old harbour on the broken piers anglers and lovers borneo hometown walk a haiku poet finds his dream dusk at the river on the tree tops dance of cranes glacier - - gliding a dancer to her dream glacier - her ambition twirling on her feet that little flower all on its own evening breeze new year eve firecrackers swallows' frenzied chirps fill the sky chinese new year the emptiness of time malaysian election at a loss when the rain is coming telling him each grain is the farmer's sweat he sweeps clean his rice' new veggie patch he asks wife what they should be planting they know where they are flying to - the cranes escaping spices a spate of sneezes in the room flickering screen her wish that the infertility is not her eggs clawing with her beak the egg to her warmth mother hen chinese all souls' day at her final resting place a bowl of hot pasta 'Aonang transvestite cabaret show not an inch on them male — in Krabi, Thailand phi phi alleyway above her bouncing round bum full moon party spoilt for choice we scratch our head whether to do Chikcen Island Mount Fuji photo shoot we wait for the cloud to unveil the peak ganges cruise the boys climb over to sell us...ganges water chennai international airport there in the hallway to greet me too - ganeshan colombo international airport sitting and waiting for us the Buddha