Tipped on its axis
The drunk world slurs it's solstice
Planetary binge
Celestial power drinking
Earth wobbles out of control
#dailyhaikuprompt #solstice
#tanka #haiku #micropoetry
#haikusaturday
Tipped on its axis
The drunk world slurs it's solstice
Planetary binge
Celestial power drinking
Earth wobbles out of control
#dailyhaikuprompt #solstice
#tanka #haiku #micropoetry
#haikusaturday
4/26/2025
Through mist and rain, there:
old beech, red branch, pointed buds.
Spring drops down and lifts.
_My son calls me_
After he passes
SCUBA certification
we discuss novels
Morgen ist hier Wahl.
Kreuzchen für Demokratie:
Machen wir das mal.
Less stinky…uh, stickler…in my old age
As I've mentioned in previous posts, I participate in a fun challenge called #HaikuSaturday. It was started on the platform formerly known as Twitter, but is played on other social media as well. I prefer to stick with Bluesky myself. I don't just post a poem, either; I try to engage, too. I share, and sometimes reply to, the posts by friends and people who follow me.
https://teresarobeson.wordpress.com/2025/02/19/less-stinky-uh-stickler-in-my-old-age/