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Tag Archives: rhyme
We’re So Connected, We’re Not: Lament
Instead of scenic views and observations,
we watch reels.
Instead of conversations:
“Look at this.”
Instead of asking and learning:
“Google it.”
No wonder we’re so disconnected
from each other:
We’re too connected
to our devices.
But at least with GPS
men can get directions
without asking anyone.
A Tick, Not A Hickey: Rhyming Haiku Lament
It’s not a hickey.
It’s a tick. He stuck himself
deep in my neck. Heck.
Facing My Own Kobayashi Maru: Rhyming Haiku
Writing a haiku/
on Kobayashi Maru/
is hard. Done. I won.
Yearning Returning: Rhyming Haiku
The empty, aching
yearns have returned. I’ve learned. I’m
past treading old paths.
OR
The lonely, aching
Yearnings are returning. I’m/
past treading old paths.
Sounds You Make: Rhyming Haiku
No mistake: Sounds you
make clarify or destroy
what I contemplate.
Why Old Folks Don’t Need A Curfew: Rhyming Lament
My curfew used to be
at 10.
Now I can’t even
make it ’til then.
Mean Tweets Missed: Rhyming Haiku
Oh, for some mean tweets/
that insulted all the weak;/
cheap gas! Food to eat!
A Love Who Snores: Rhyming Haiku
I have a love who
snores, but she adores me. How’d
I get so lucky?
As Close As I Can: Rhyming Haiku Lament
She begs: “Take me to
It’ly!” I do. She then sits,
alone, with her phone.