Haiku to you Thursday: “Ego”

My ego tumbles /

among autumn rain and mud /

waiting for spring flowers.

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Haiku to you Thursday: “Fear most”

I fear most being /

a fool before the universe /

when I could have been.

Haiku to you Thursday: “Will hope”

Will our hope return, /

or has the bloated sky, /

made one more refugee?

Haiku to you Thursday: “Sanded edges”

Time piled up as sand, /

the edges, then the center, /

undertaking dreams.

Haiku to you Thursday: “Flawed and cracked”

He stole her best years.

All he left her was his love:

flawed and cracked; she smiled.

Haiku to you Thursday: “Empty, too”

Our pockets empty

we compare mythologies

under the eclipse.

Haiku to you Thursday: “Empty”

Empty as pockets –

midnight to devastation –

we delude our myths.