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  • SeptHaikuWriMo 24

    Proof of time passing
    A picture you’ve never seen
    Showing up somehow

    Reminding you what
    And who you cared about then
    Instant in a frame

    That might have been lost
    Had time not taken its toll
    Inside of boxes

    Always left unpacked
    Until the moment occurs
    To take out again

    For light to reveal
    It was never even lost
    But waiting to know

    What it was when it first shone
    September 24, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 23

    Because we don’t need
    To wait and see what happens
    It has and it will

    Do all you can to
    Make this transfer of power
    Worth putting on pants

    Your naked ballot
    Needs to be presentable
    In a court of law

    The drywall may get damaged
    September 23, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 22

    On this equinox
    We are each taking our knocks
    And nothing’s equal
    September 22, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 21

    Went shopping today
    People still cannot discern
    Which way is one way
    September 21, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 20

    RBG 

    Fight for what you care
    about in a way that leads
    others to join you
    September 20, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 19

    A day of mourning
    The wind was so cold and yet
    The sun was so bright
    September 19, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 18

    No no no no no
    No no no no no no no
    No no no no fuck
    September 18, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 17

    Distance is learning
    How to be not so distant
    In the same spaces

    What we were before
    Will not take place on a screen
    Waiting to unmute

    Hearing those voices
    We have not heard in so long
    Brings tears to my eyes

    As does the silence
    Of knowing this has to end
    With fires still burning
    September 17, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 16

    Last night I dreamed that
    I was at a state dinner
    With the president

    When I approached him
    I could hear the gears moving
    Proving that he was

    An automaton
    At some point he fell over
    Or someone pushed him

    His head cracked open
    Exactly like a statue
    That has been toppled

    We left him there and went home
    September 16, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 15

    Why is there a duck
    On the lawn at dusk—oh wait
    That’s a squirrel’s tail

    The haze in the sky
    Thicker than cloud cover but
    It is not a cloud

    Do we inhabit
    The darkest timeline or will
    It get much darker

    Don’t wait to find out
    Get up every morning and
    Then go back to bed
    September 15, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

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