(2013)
technically, a scifaiku is not titled, but it's allowed
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
YOU and are not us.