The afternoon creeps, /
Each minute an hour high /
Piled with things not done.
The afternoon creeps, /
Each minute an hour high /
Piled with things not done.
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Deep in my pockets /
the dead ends of empty hands /
grasp at threadbare hope.
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Nothing registers /
when what is accounted for /
accounts for nothing.
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Screen reads: “Be patient.” /
Is computer suggesting /
I be verb or noun?
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Spores on my windshield. /
Pollen fairy dusts my car. /
Sneeze greets morning sun.
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Love lives not in moments gone /
nor moments to come /
but in moments now.
[Editor’s note: This haiku is 7-5-5 instead of the more traditional 5-7-5 syllables per line arrangement.]
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Seeing who I am /
frightens the monster within /
shattering myself.
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Deferred dream awaits /
forgotten lover lurking /
lips pursed for your touch.
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Running late. /
Will be there shortly. /
Incomplete.
[Editor’s note: Most haiku are 5 syllables for the first line, 7 syllables for the second line, and 5 syllables for the third line. This one is another shortened version with a structure of 3/5/3.]
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A new start /
often begins with /
“It’s over.”
[Editor’s note: Most haiku are 5 syllables for the first line, 7 syllables for the second line, and 5 syllables for the third line. This one is a shortened version with a structure of 3/5/3.]
Filed under 2015, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author