A String of Night Haikus

A gust of wind
travels across the downtown—
a lamppost shuts off.


Along the cables
perch a flock of little birds
chirping in tunes.


Traffic lights,
headlights, eyes—
all blinking.


The sirens blare
incessantly—a girl sobs
among the crowd.


Two flashlights hover
over the curled body—
a pair of eyes


From behind the bars,
a wisp of smoke
drifts up to the moon.


The sheets of rooftops
look soft and white
under the moonlight.


Candies burst
from the cotton cloud
where the child sleeps.


in the dark—
pouring rain.


See how smooth
the soap slides down
the girl’s wet breasts.


The hanged man

sways around the room—
a pendulum.


The night’s our mirror:
we are the movement
of the stars.



Photo grabbed from the web

(Published on the 1st Cebu LitFest Poetry Folio)


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