I can't write my feelings downI can't write my feelingsdown in a journal.They need to be typedquicklyonto a pagebefore I lose them.With pen and papermy words become vomitI swallow them back down.Suppress.Repress.Digest.
The Haiku SongCould you imaginea song written from haikus?Possible to do.Count on your fingerswhatever you have to dojust get the sound out.Weird at first, then clearlisten to the words you hearbeat beat beat beating.Beat beat beat beating.Listen to the rhythm and rhyme,words can step in time.It’s not as awkwardmake it what you want to beit’ll fit, you’ll see.Comes to an end,your song made up of haikusmake syllables count.These are my lyricsdid you know they’re all haikus?Possible to do.
Valentine's DayThis Valentine's Dayenjoy this little haikuand practice snogging.
MeaninglessnessUpon scratched paperall these words will signifytheir meaninglessness.
Misadventure ManMisadventure Manbeware of the fatal leapcomedic tripping.
Small talkSmall talk on the trainmy social anxietiesthe weather is nice?
They say don't worryThey say don't worrythey say you'll be fine one dayset watch to one day.
So many pope jokesSo many pope jokesfunny because he resignedget ready for lent.
Nifty internetNifty internetcounting all my syllableschecking my haiku.
Pantoum Of HopeEven darkness shinesIn truest love's lightThough madness runs freeHope can still be feltIn truest love's lightStrength can grow in painHope can still be feltShadows can know loveStrength can grow in painThough madness runs freeShadows can know loveEven darkness shines
available nowlove is like a bruiselurking just beneath your skinbegging to be born
Advice from Master ShaoAs the Spinda movesSo the grass on the hill flowsA beautiful danceAs the Swablu singsSo does the wind in the treesA beautiful songAs the LunatoneRises in the evening skyThe moon does alsoBreath as the breeze doesAllow the wind to carryYour spirit awayThe world always movesRegardless of what you doYou must also moveSing like the SwabluRise just as the LunatoneDance like the SpindaStop to enjoy lifeOr it will move without youAnd you will be lost
Night haikuThe moon comforts a waveBefore its impending deathUpon the shore
(and the dark stopped being scary)once I fell asleepbeside you, I no longerhad need for nightlights.
my thoughts are fear biters.my heart is too wildfor me to cage it in ameaningful haiku.
I missed yesterdayI missed yesterdaymy habits need to be tweakedwriting more haikus.