The coldest days you’ll ever see aren’t the winter daytime freeze. Sure they’ll have you blue as ice but honey that’s pleasure, that’s nice. No, the coldest days you’ll ever … Continue reading The Coldest Days
Author: Rose Booker
Learn from the poppies
Wild poppies grow not in perfected gardens but in desturbed earth.
These United States cannot reconcille with wisdom, justice, and love. These United States cannot reconcille with wisdom, justice, and These United States cannot reconcille with wisdom, These United States cannot … Continue reading United
I’ve read what you’ve thought
I’ve read what you’ve thought of poetry and prose of singers and ‘hoes of lovers under covers of killers, spine chillers I’ve heard what you said of beauty, and human … Continue reading I’ve read what you’ve thought
A crow infested cypress
Pregnant with murderI stand tall as black feathersFall onto my roots.
To be alive
Is to be awkward uncomfortably stumbling to uncertainity
Thank you all for reading the April Haikus. May has no set theme but we prepared for less haikus and more random tidbits from you internet loving dragoness.
April Haiku 30
How much meat was gained from one life? What of the fat? perfectly marbled?
April Haiku 29
A life measured in pound of flesh, must be broken down to fit our scale.
April Haiku 27
A life measured in currency often falls short when pay time draws near.