(2015)
A maximum word Haiku in English.
Down and ‘round, ’round and down, Three brave souls went creeping In darkened halls and dim-lit stai… Their squinting eyes were peeping. Beatrice Fly saw the Master’s hea…
Some say they’re feeling low Others say they’ve got the Blues All I know, there’s a darker plac… No matter what’s the name they use… Well I been low and I’ve been dow…
To see the skies of tomorrow’s lig… Far beyond this sunset’s yearning Would turn the tides for sake of s… Setting the sail and mast to burni… Never you meant to see tomorrow
My friends say that I’m backward. But I question the reasons why? I’m personable and chatty And never, ever, shy! Just because I drive a car
Politics is not my favorite thing And candidates can leave me feelin… With the lesser of two evils, you… It’s like choosing, Elmer Fudd or… He says that he’s a business man,…
In the dark of night Came a flickering light, Like a candle haloed in green. The light looked odd, In the shape of a cod,
Oh shiny and versatile Crescent W… That hangs on my wall, near my wor… You have a hole, at one end, for h… Your designer was brilliant, he wa… My wrench is chrome plated
Along the river near the lock in Gulhanny Lived a dragon by the name of Cruel And there, too,
In the days of Never-After Came a discontented flurry A mix of thought that lost a lot When given to the worry. Blame was cast upon the wind
If a Black-hole were a drain Its exit could spew rain; The rain being things it consumed. Look, another universe has bloomed… D. Thurmond/JEF
Hopscotch oh house-tops The jolly fat man plays. They say he goes from here to ther… With his rambling Reindeer ways. You might believe and maybe you do…
They wanted to know If I’d tasted the Rye When they asked for the truth With a wink of an eye. “Tell us your story,
She says she always falls For the wrong kind And she has cried foolish tears For every one. “My choices will be different,
Too long the staircase circles Up and down the tower wall. The candles flicker against the st… As the servant shuffles through th… The climb is suited to a youthful…
Has it set the tone When the old mill stone No longer turns the grain to flowe… When the thoughts of man Can’t devise a plan
