Love’s an empty town /
With only the clown around /
Tears of joy greet you.
Love’s an empty town /
With only the clown around /
Tears of joy greet you.
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker
Empty as a pocket /
We compared mythologies /
Midnight to devastation.
Filed under 2019, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Our pockets empty
we compare mythologies
under the eclipse.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Empty as pockets –
midnight to devastation –
we delude our myths.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Silence tastes empty. /
Without your whisper, my ear /
hears only stale words.
Filed under 2016, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author