The harm leaves no mark
No scars to be seen,    
Horror in the dark
Hid its face obscene,    

Tasteless jokes begin                               
Real pain to deride,
The secrets within                                
At any cost hide.
                                                          
Secrets weighing down
Ending the joking,                                
Smile turns to a frown                              
It's the reckoning.                                

Out into the light
Truth is now revealed
Casting away blight  
Childhood wounds thus healed

back from work when he rings the bell
his face tells me not all is well.

there's a dog out there,
seriously wounded, can't even get up
saying this he picks up a plastic bowl
pours some water in it
and to show him he isn't alone
I follow him with a bowl of milk
with breads soaked in it,

must be some insolent car tyre
crushed his hind legs
a black emaciated one
with a patch of white

and upon that grass
beneath the sinking night
we two mourn.

Single mind you've found    
To redress past ways                              
Each day winning ground    
Living life of praise  
Intone now banzai    
A spark to a blaze                              
New born samurai

Aggression took your youth
Now searching for the truth    
No land too far away  
In pursuit of new life  
Ending the inward strife      

Rebel against the pain
Inflicted by those hands
Seeking the child to stain    
Enjoy once more the peace                
Made whole by His good grace
Break the bonds, feel release      
Each day will bring you joy                                
Rising to the challenge        
God has called an envoy

Yesterday I played football
Nine young men and one old fool
I gave it my best, my all
Good job there's no offside rule.

My task just the goal to guard
For the ball I duck and dive
This Astroturf is quite hard
Till full time let me survive

Forget the goal, guard my beer
Sipping between shots on goal
Finally the kids appear
This short game, it took its toll

Un haiku as scriu                  
Dacă eu as stapani
Limba Romana

At home all alone
No one I can phone
Bread is now toasted
I'll just eat instead

Bread in place of love
If push comes to shove
Beers will be my pals
If there are no gals