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sharing the wealth we possess


we fished off the docks
overcast sunday morning
praying for a break

weatherman says
tomorrow should be better
once churchgoers
and earthworms are all
back at work

most of us don’t
give a damn
about day jobs or night life
let alone the cost of
living or dying

river keeps calling
finding ourselves responding
come rain or come shine




november two thousand eighteen
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inner city haiku baseball


full moon with stitches
off-white and slowly revolving
like a knuckleball

in the alleyways
pick-up games start at daybreak
broomsticks and duct tape

tying run at plate
runners at every corner
bus driver pitching

final shot arcing
sailing over skyscrapers
shooting for the moon




september two thousand eighteen
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ivory box full of dreams


sun surely needs you
pale in cheek you seem to be
lose the umbrella

dream versus fake world
tap tap tap on your shoulder
wake up morpheus

quiver of arrows
sneaking around a rainbow
aiming for the moon

opiates prescribed
addiction is sure to come
endless nights awake





november two thousand seventeen
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haiku in outer motion


two sided candle
flames in the mirror enlarge
inertia building

light enters darkness
camera sans aperture
tricking gravity

pardon the grey star
lingering behind curtain
dying to explode

whole new worlds open
warp speed into asteroids
tumbling past space rocks



november two thousand sixteen
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Unrealistic Haiku Expectations


You kept me boxed in you did
With your rules
About long hair and piercings
Telling me what can be visible
And what can’t
With tats and other stuff

I can’t imagine you expect
Such conformity
This day and age
At a time when I should print
Anything I like on Twitter
And not be badly judged

I know you expect endless creativity
In a five seven five set
But you’ll have to forgive me
For stepping out of bounds
Every now and then
With three irregular verses


october two thousand eleven
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