Haiku Train

[Suzanne]

carried by a dove
strong wings fluttering beneath
safely nestled in.

[Marc]

Safely nestled in.
Outside the night blows wildly,
storming at high walls.

[Suzanne]

storming at high walls
he paces outside my room
each footstep begs me.

[Marc]

Each footstep begs me:
turn your back on the road,
shelter in her rooms.

[Suzanne]

shelter in her rooms
roses and fresh cut clover
warm breakfast table.

[Marc]

Warm breakfast table
friendly scandinavian
hospitality.

[Suzanne]

Hospitality!?
Everything would be offered !
She'd need to prepare.

[Dalena]

She'd need to prepare
as kicking him into touch
was a real surprise.

[Danté]

was a real surprise
all that occupied her her mind?
He thought otherwise.

[Suzanne]

he thought otherwise-
stimulating dialogue's
served with cinnamon.

[Danté]

served with cinnamon
which had been carefully ground
to a fine powder.

[Suzanne]

in a fine powder
dusted on clean surfaces
rolling pin ready.

[Danté]

rolling pin ready,
again she was too damn slow
he paused in silence.

[Suzanne]

he paused in silence
she kept her eye on the clock
Time was on his side.

[Danté]

Time was on his side,
the one opportunity
to prevail at last.

[Suzanne]

To prevail at last
She put her ducks in a row
in correct word order.

[Danté]

in correct word order
which had unfortunately
taken her too long.

[Marc]

Taken her too long.
Only five then just seven,
and a final five.

[Danté]

and a final five
followed by another line
of three simple words.

[Marc]

What's that then Dante,
is there some special title
for this type of poem?

[Danté]

for this type of poem?
I'll have to consider it
as my brain is tired.

[Marc]

Oh poo, it would seem,
in trying to be clever,
I've used six not five!

[Marc]

I used 6 not 5
and completely lost the thread.
My brain is tired!

[Danté]

I've used six not five!
that'll make her squeal loudly
never mind, it's fun.

[Danté]

never mind, it's fun
even if one has to cheat
by having it ready.