A dystopian thought for haiku #80.
Archive for ‘Poetry’
There is always HOPE.
Missing my little fur babies! Check out Haiku #78.
With the state of the world as it is, I find my self in limbo.
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.
A solitary walk down a lonely hospital corridor.
One Mask: A COVID-19 Tale
One Mask: A COVID-19 Tale.
To Really Be Home
My new poem “To Really Be Home”. Written in haiku form, it is technically referred to as a haiku chain. Give it a read!
Thoughts before retiring for the evening…Involuntary separation is a hard pill to swallow!
COVID-19 inspired Haiku.