It’s gone to his head.
That’s what the foot doctor said.
Hangnail of the mind.
Tag Archives: Thursday
Haiku to you Thursday: “Hangnail”
It’s gone to his head.
That’s what the foot doctor said.
Hangnail of the mind.
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker
Haiku to you Thursday: “Old age”
Old age never ends. /
It lives like a thin shadow, /
Fattened by seasons.
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker
Haiku to you Thursday: “Last”
If I were the last /
Would morning dew still matter? /
Asked the blade of grass.
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker
Haiku to you Thursday: “Thunder”
Thunder bangs the glass, /
a beggar at the window /
demanding tribute.
Haiku to you Thursday: “The Stargazer”
The stargazer grieves /
for the love he left behind /
fading into daylight.
Haiku to you Thursday: “Empty”
Empty as a pocket /
We compared mythologies /
Midnight to devastation.
Filed under 2019, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Haiku to you Thursday: “Know, watch”
Know is not knowing /
Then how can you consider /
This watch, but not time?
Filed under 2019, Haiku to You Thursday
Haiku to you Thursday: “Reigns in Tears”
The sky reigns in tears /
A billion trillion stars /
Beacons for the past.
Filed under 2019, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Haiku to you Thursday: “The Heavens”
Reaching for the stars /
I tripped over your full moon heart. /
The heavens were in your eyes.
Filed under 2019, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
