playful fields of blue
there, that’s the winning haiku
now give me the cash
haiku
Dark thoughts.
Slithering shadows
Distorting my happiness
To unreal untruths
Distorting my happiness
To unreal untruths
Palm trees: A horror haiku.
Wait just a minute.
Those palm trees right over there,
Did they move closer?
Cold night.
On a clear cold night
Visible are
The whiskers of time and space
Death.
A life of knowledge
Permanently extinguished
Upon the last breath
Commuting on a windy morning.
The wind shakes my car
Like a high-speed tightrope act
I try not to fall
Never insult a haiku.
the butterflies came
and tore his body to shreds
in the morning breeze
