I am sad that I
Cannot #reform my taste for
Pizza pineapple
#haikufeels #HaikuSunday #poetry #poetrycommunity #reform
#poem
#writing
#amwriting
#writingcommunity
@dailyhaikuprompt
@poetry
@HAIKU
I am sad that I
Cannot #reform my taste for
Pizza pineapple
#haikufeels #HaikuSunday #poetry #poetrycommunity #reform
#poem
#writing
#amwriting
#writingcommunity
@dailyhaikuprompt
@poetry
@HAIKU
philomenas cord
follow the line into a
humble horizon
Smell that. Love the smell
of Christmas in the morning!
It smells like....manger
#ChristmasNow ! #MerryChristmas
#craiyon
#haiku
#HaikuSunday
the breeze, now cooling;
"happy third of december"
crying over holes.
[ you tell me it's okay. again, and again. ]
a muse, now poet.
singing with affirmations.
conquer, poet boy.
Nearly forgot I (re?)invented a whole new sub genre of poetry earlier today. Behold, the #HighLevelProcessKu
Plate > knife > fridge > butter
Window > gaze > green garden > rain
Bread > toaster > forgot
an old #HaikuSunday i wrote
no longer woman
dusty cold rock with footprints
what have we done, moon?
The band plays onward
Christian soldiers as they talk
but don’t walk the walk
Speaker caved in
McRapey Forehead calling
Wave bye-bye baby.