#micropoetry – Afterwards

Limerick time. Men.

A love addled fellow called Victor

Knew this lass, in his dreams kissed and licked her

But she flatly refused

To be courted or woo’d

So alone, wanks to her facebook picture

Haiku me baby one more time…

Using the words Ghost and haunt. I shall start with a piece entitled: ‘Drunken Liaison’

I wake up sweating

You haunt my sleep like a ghost

what was I thinking

Let’s try another

I’m the ghost, the dark

dreams haunted, hid under your bed

Gosh it needs a clean

Meh. Maybe a Tanka

She ghosts him, ice cold

he haunts her, stalking every move

restraining order

“Get out of my damn bushes

now I’m calling the police!”

double meh

cold tranquil of night

ghostly noises emanate

haunt me all you like

In the garden you’re buried

such peace and quiet at last

piffle and tosh…

photo courtesy of Kudybadarota @ pixabay