Bury the hatchet
They say this will bring you peace
Maybe mark the place
Bury the hatchet
They say this will bring you peace
Maybe mark the place
Thirty minute wait
Yet you keep your car running
I smell oil burning
Walking in the park
Fresh air and some exercise
Next time bring water
Cavs win a blowout
Raptors will need to evolve
Facing extinction
dot org and dot com
they are not synonymous
clearing cache won’t help
Hear the sea splashing!
My spirit rises softly
Sun-bleached sand below.
This was inspired by today’s challenge int the #31DayCreate group on Facebook. Never let a haiku go to waste when you want to write a 366 poems in one year.
I am from Cleveland
I’m am watching “Believeland”
It is accurate
Friday the thirteenth
I am not superstitious
Just another day
The Cavs are in the playoffs
They’ve earned all these days off
In the East they will reign
With the king we call James
And the doubters can just piss off
It is Limerick Day, apparently. My great-grandmother was born there. I’m sure she would be proud.
Vultures and rainbows
Both are cool in their own way
Look up to the sky