Our pockets empty
we compare mythologies
under the eclipse.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Empty, too”
Our pockets empty
we compare mythologies
under the eclipse.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Empty”
Empty as pockets –
midnight to devastation –
we delude our myths.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Delight”
Is delight just a word
or will I find its candle
resting in your smile?
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Strawberry moon”
Strawberry moon ripens, /
descending the night sky /
into fields of dreams.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Defined”
Love is not defined /
except by the open heart /
and pain at parting.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Straggler”
The straggler grieves /
for the love he left behind /
fading into daylight.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Love is…”
Purple Iris after a rain.
Love is a flower. /
Often too short a time /
but always a wonder.
Haiku to you Thursday: “Rush hour II”
Doppler whines and groans: /
Asphalt, tires, steel, and luck. /
Roadside trees wave bye.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Rush hour”
Car horns blare forth /
the frustration wound within. /
Sound steadies nothing.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Beggar”
Thunder bangs the glass, /
a beggar at my window /
demanding tribute.
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