breaking drought—
from cupped hands the child
tastes the sky
Author: Mark Miller
A retired school teacher, photographer and award-winning poet, Mark Miller lives in a tiny seaside village on the east coast of Australia. His haiku have been published online and in anthologies, journals and newspapers worldwide.
wolf whistle ?
she runs her ringed fingers
through her hair
power outage
the distant sound
of a saxophone
new inmate
on the inside of her wrists
butterfly tattoos
graveyard shift
another year of waiting tables
of waiting dreams
glass rings
on the barroom counter
daylight moon
wind through razor wire
a small girl cradles
a wooden doll
garbage night
I lift the lid
on my neighbor’s secrets
fading contrail
what life makes
of pipe dreams
chrysalis––
how little I know
of my father’s life