pearls sewn on wedding
dresses, shining…
Category Archive: Haiku
field brown is dingy
grass is achingly green…
I am the bridge suspended…
2 tastes like sun-warmed
garden peas scooped directly from pod…
Here, let me give you
a butterfly net…
sky’s set of angel wings –
are they clouds that look like ribs…
Lights flash,
road reflects –
rain at night
but why does my anxiety
ripple down…
I don’t hate everything…
Turn off the lights
before you fall asleep…
Daily Poets 