Tag Archives: Trouble
I Don’t Know Why
But the birds,
Always the tell,
Are leaving
Enough, they’ve said
I see them at a height
At a distance
Unusual for them
But they are willing
To make a go of it
To prove a point
To flee this place
To speak to me
Audibly
I see
Fire Works
Final Fall
trouble walked in
The popular, colorful kind
The cowardly kind
The kind too unkind to call ahead
Or wear a capital T, so at least you know
Now, except for the fallen and frozen leaves
The Heart has no proof
For trouble won’t Tell
It’s The end
Goofy Foot: A Haiku
Splay out the crazy
Let’s surf that glorious wave
Let’s champion it
This Haiku: Holding Trouble
We’re here bare-hearted
Smiles crumpled up in a kiss
What do you wish for
Art Credit, Tiger R., age 7
My Hair is Hip
I hate my hair
Not for the regular reasons
My hair is hot
And full of fire
And too much trouble
Since love’s a liar
Bound to my breath
I hate my hair
This Haiku: Since School’s Scrapped….
Today I hold dear
The Sun’s fun, the icy cold’s
sass and you, Trouble.
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