My heart’s a’tingle
With joy that comes from jingle
I love December
Perhaps worst haiku ever but IT’S DECEMBER FIRST AND I’M SO EXCITED!!! Xoxo, J
Tag: Haiku
Early bird child
I wake before time
Think, free gift of extra sleep
Then tiny voice, “mom?”
Sour my afternoon
A prefect day off
Could actually be so
If work did not call
To the very marrow
We mess up my sheets
Leave trailing kisses on skin
That sink to my bones
Red over White
Wine glass before noon
A new kind of panic brews
Sip it all away
Morning haiku goodness
I blink at the sheet
Clock says it’s that time to rise
But I don’t want to
Blank state
…
It is salvation
This haiku way of speaking
For lips be sewn shut
Looking for something other
…
Restless in hot sheets
Staring, whirring ceiling fan
Noise doesn’t save me
2:45 am
…
Perhaps day ’round world
Very belly of night here
Word-insomnia
For the haiku lovers
…
We were tapestry
You unraveled a loose thread
Now we’re piled grey string
Among other things, J 