Screw you haiku volume…6?


The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much.  Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous.


The snap of the glove

Not completely unpleasant

Prostate checked out fine


Left his phone unlocked

Wife browses the internet

Sweating profusely


Waves crash like thunder

grey skies, cold waters, time flies

Makes me need a wee


Red dress and pale skin

Heads turn, hearts race, open mouthed

Wardrobe malfunction


Cold blue winter skies

Crisp snow covers city streets

Dead hobo doorway

More stuff from my brain meat…

Charlie’s Journey – OWPC Challenge

Deep and insightfully insightfulnessness

I tried to say goodbye.