The Child's Sleep:

The following are a page from a much longer poem (not yet published, 256 variations on a theme) called "Blank Pages", a few pages of which consist of haiku related to that theme.

4 a.m. car sounds.
As a child - hearing the train's
chuff-puff far...far

The endless going away
of a train in the night
of a child.

Sun beneath the shade,
bird chatter. Must have slept...
The train is gone.

The child tries to stay awake
all night to find out
about night.

Night's mystery
comes from sleep. You can't find it
by staying awake.

In the dark a child sleeps.
In me, a child sleeps.
Am I the dark?

A child, perfect
in sleep. How might a poem
sleep?