Abandoned. Lost. Rot
on cobwebbed doorsteps. Their joy,
crumbles to sadness.
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Tag: Haiku Poems
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Olive Eyes
You’re full of questions,
I can’t answer. My daughter,
I will let you down.
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Early Autumn
No season’s cold bites
my flesh as sweet as Autumn’s
does in September.
Fresh baked Cuban pan.
Raw pork loin chopped on request.
Dinner in thirty.
We’re at odds on all
things, but one. I concede. Your
fall sunsets are best.
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Thirty Percent Chance
Thunder knocks against
the drywall. Rain taps against
the flue. Silence waits.
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Where to look
Pink clouds stamped above
a city water tower
keeps me looking up.
Sword wielding. Power
absorbing. Elastic pink
hero of the realm.
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Ode to Marcelo Bielsa
Marseille. Bilbao. They
sing his name. Not for trophies.
For his character.
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The Flicks
Feature reels unspool.
Super 8 millimeters
tell the whole story.
