, ,

Africa Shines;


in its bright sun


The Globe Lifted;

Winter dawn

Quiets the Vuvuzela


The ball halts;

Man Departs

with lifted heart


The Armada sails–

On the sea

of crushed flowers


The breath returns;

Eyes De-focus

on the wait of four


(Though this doesn’t follow a 5-7-5 format. It is haiku in spirit – and I believe is accurate in that sense.)