Missing the one I love due to a COVID-19 separation.
Archive for ‘Haiku’
Haiku #83: RIP Shane
RIP Shane Fitzpatrick 1965-2020
A tree fell today in my dad’s backyard and it made a lot of noise!
Thinking of the one I love on this quiet, single malt kind of night.
A dystopian thought for haiku #80.
There is always HOPE.
Missing my little fur babies! Check out Haiku #78.
Haiku # 77
Trapped in limbo in Kansas, the embers of a recent fire pit on a chilly Salina night transported me all the way to Misawa, Japan…and her.
Thoughts before retiring for the evening…Involuntary separation is a hard pill to swallow!
COVID-19 inspired Haiku.