haiku heights impossible
1.
beyond the wide street
while the window watches
one’s life passes by
simple serious
he writes letters in black ink
quietly composed
honest intentions
never seemingly drawn out
he’ll never leave home
2.
quietly cutting
no one sees her stinging thoughts
wet tears never talk
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
lonely people who can’t get together, and probably should, just to survive. what would they do in an emergency/natural disaster?
This is different than your usual light as air poems…
I like this black leather you…
Sad imagery. Written beautifully.
So very sad and true of many of us. Nice set of Haiku.
Melanie
The last one is really powerful!
‘wet tears never talk” but they send a lot of different messages!
liked that line…
I haven’t read your lighter works, as noted by a previous commenter, but I really enjoyed the power behind these two. Thank you for sharing.
The second one is just awesome…
Many a stinging thoughts in those wet tears!! Excellent!! The first three lines are brilliant!!