haiku - July 31, 2024
- Gary Hunter
- Jul 31, 2024
- 1 min read
water spills into pools
green leaves stab blue desert sky
goldfish swim in sand
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See AllI never lived where screaming arguments drowned out music, where things of glass were thrown, or doors slammed, fists swung or tears turned into wails a lot of people tell me they had some kind of m
the leather tavern, down around the corner, next to the hardware store has nice Sunday afternoon crowd I know because as I drive by the door opens and the music rushes out and boxes my ears an est
I hear my mouth say maybe much more than it used to, with perhaps a more hopeful, thoughtful maybe to the listener both are pronounced with a hedge towards commitment – holiday party, wedding invite
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