Tag Archives: haiku

Garden

In seeding the bones fragile means to nuptial growth among mortal remains.

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The Urban Way

Boy on street corner brown bag in his hand, crinkling– Yo, I’ve gotta piss.

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Bird in a Hand

A silver lining on the raven’s bruised left wing– endowment for the arts

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Station Identification

Professional lips moving at the speed of bullshit– wait for the pause, wait.

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First Love, Winter

Boy and girl, sledding tongues, no words— Winter, warming up.

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Irregular Haiku for Presidential Timbre (Or, Damn It Feels Good to be a Tone Deaf Gangsta)

His foot in his mouth, hand speaking in Pig Latin- Rab’em gay bitee ussy-pay.

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The Hero’s Early Journey

  Joe Campbell, age two, teething on his toy Muse– in a sense,  Bliss.    

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