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** Published on the website "Haikuniverse" 3-27-25

*** Seventy is a savage number; it’s the sting of a hard slap and it causes you to wonder how many more days are le..

*** Being a boy from Oklahoma transported to a beach town in Southern California, it’s no surprise the surprise I felt see..

*** A tiny creature lights on my bench. Most would say kill it, it’s just an insect. But I can’t bring myself to ..

*** The first rosebud of life is a poem; the last thorn is its turn. There’s perfection in blossoming love, and ther..

*** Welcome to the last poem I’ll ever write. I’ve run out of things to … have you ever noticed that Robins ..

*** Who among you will guide me, gild me with your golden smile, beguile me with treasured stories and promises of ..

*** I gave birth to a thought. Yes, it was painful when I kicked the can down the road. See, the can had a rock insid..

*** Family Stays Family The wise guys and even wiser girls invited to the Easter sunrise ball as the big ball rolls ro..

*** The ship you spotted and named Sailboat floats away to mix with the anvil cloud. The hammer strikes, and sparks fl..