We sleep late and do
little. Spend quality time.
Together, enough.
Winter break
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Category Archives: haiku
Leap year
February’s haste
to usher in an early
March slowed by one day.
When she’s sick
Teenager curled up
becomes baby J who’s glad
that mommy’s nearby.
haiku envy
greatness revealed in
the sound of splinters, words that
pierce my jealous eyes.
Delayed gratification
Let delight ripen
into a sweet juicy pear
True joy takes patience.
Marked
The stink of talent
is on him like fingernails
stained tobacco brown.
Raveled sleave of care
Fever distorts time.
Sleep the tesseract that jumps
illness to wellness.
You look great
Bright lipstick fools them
into thinking I’m well. No
“How do you feel?”
Senseless
After the illness
taste dulls on the tongue, food just
fuel to run this husk.
Insomniac
Clock ticks ricochet
like bullets of sound slowing
as the hour grows late.
a haiku a day 