Ixopo Haiku.
Bees dive-bombing in
trees. Sun brittling thoughts.
Betrayal blossoms.
A Tulip Leaf's Lament.
Colour of chakras, violet mauve
tulip leaf on grass, lies smouldering.
Cold fleshiness of the flower's mound
gives way to silken flaccidness of
the bruised skirt; promise of purple heights
Lost. Browned off with life.
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