Sunday, March 18, 2018

haiku -- skipping

skipping down the road
past and out of sight, wrong way?
leaf down one-way street

powerless

sorrow is okay
it's the in-between
the not knowing
if tear or rage
will course the distance
between heart and throat,
hand may cover eyes
or rise to strike
again, I do not know
it all depends on me
I have no control