Pieces of eaten bird. /
Crumbs of rolls and pumpkin pie. /
Second coming scouts.
Pieces of eaten bird. /
Crumbs of rolls and pumpkin pie. /
Second coming scouts.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Free falling in love /
I find the stars within reach /
and my heart far away.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author, Uncategorized
Layers of delight /
costumed deeply in longing. /
Bright, your fetching smile.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
The wind and the truth /
whirl with autumn’s brittle edge. /
Leaves and love are brown.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Honk if you love _____ /
echoes the faded, empty /
bumper sticker heart.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Puddles in the rain. /
Transitory friendships. /
Earth absorbs them all.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
How can I say this? /
My words will never touch it. /
But my embrace will.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
My ego tumbles /
among autumn rain and mud /
waiting for spring flowers.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Send away that day. /
That one! I don’t want it. /
It is called Monday.
Filed under 2017, Sunday silliness