Fluttering above,
Life’s worries look for homes.
Hide your welcome mats.
haiku
Summer Haiku #12
Pudgy fingers type
Telling feelings that perish
In coward’s dry throat.
Summer Haiku #10
Kissing wasn’t bad
until my tongue tasted his
flavor on your lips.
Now even ice cream
seems a joy of summer past
for my lips are numb.
Summer Haiku #5 (redo)
How I think of you!
Moments fade but more appear.
Hope, why die slowly?
I’m struggling with this one. Any suggestions?
Summer Haiku #7
Sunday sunshine stings,
Saying, “Start Succeeding Soul!”
Still sheets surround me.
Summer Haiku #6
Open your soul wide.
Your greatness needs ample space
To instill strong roots.