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Gold and glue can fix
one little Mayan temple;
but repair hurt eyes?

#haikufeels
November 21, 2025 at 7:54 PM
Mind the house, daughter-
my wigs, her cufflinks; hollow
golden reeds tinkle.

#haikufeels
November 20, 2025 at 8:48 PM
Eyes stab, slash, and thrust
while tongues speak the sweetest lies-/
the new golden rule.

#haikufeels
November 19, 2025 at 9:08 PM
We who cannot knit
drudge like vacant fevered drones/
to reyarn our past.

#haikufeels
November 18, 2025 at 2:37 PM
My sixth grade Robin,
hot hair dimple sweated, but
never crush, just love.

#haikufeels
November 17, 2025 at 6:25 PM
The small crowd huddled
by the grave, transfixed by the
whirlwind of his keen.

#haikufeels
November 16, 2025 at 1:34 PM
One well-oiled option
to the winter blues involves
faux hibernation.

#haikufeels
November 16, 2025 at 6:38 AM
The dog gnaws the bone
while the rest of us chew on
our own yesterdays.

#haikufeels
November 16, 2025 at 1:27 AM
Never's a liar's
charm, a scoundrel's sup, honey/
gorged from time to time.

#haikufeels
November 14, 2025 at 9:59 PM
It's not to edit
out I need, but in. And that
makes for a sad thing.

#haikufeels
November 14, 2025 at 9:45 PM
Loss is simply our
participation trophy
from dear mom and dad.

#haikufeels
November 11, 2025 at 2:56 PM
Brittle be the bone,
the teeth, the hair like droughted/
grass, but not the mind.

#haikufeels
November 11, 2025 at 4:27 AM
Jarring? Tunafish
mound on a dark bar salad
is really blue cheese.

#haikufeels
November 10, 2025 at 5:13 PM
We warped our oneness
with shears and fire and balm and/
it all seems to work.

#haikufeels
November 7, 2025 at 9:32 PM
Sunset to last light,
just relax-all is flux and
visions with big teeth.

#haikufeels
November 6, 2025 at 6:25 PM
Time is damage, with
death just a double helix
by another name.

#haikufeels
November 5, 2025 at 10:13 PM
Mister snake and I
writhe, he for who he is and
I for what I was.

#haikufeels
November 1, 2025 at 2:04 AM
Silence never is-
cries, a cough, one nameless scrape-/
it never quite is.

#haikufeels
October 30, 2025 at 11:37 PM
Republicans- the weenie swarm
October 30, 2025 at 4:41 PM
A rotten tree is
a loaded gun in a storm,
just like tainted states.

Words rot at the edges of winter

#haikufeels
October 29, 2025 at 10:59 AM
When is wither withered?
October 29, 2025 at 10:04 AM
That one withered leaf
hangs on. Is it fear? Or pride?
Or simply neglect?

#haikufeels
October 29, 2025 at 9:58 AM
Sir, discard thy shroud!
Time enough for your grieving
widow to wrap thee.

#haikufeels
October 28, 2025 at 8:54 PM
Hours leap like a frog
or creep like a midnight thief
or seep from neglect.

#haikufeels
October 26, 2025 at 9:24 PM
One sneeze or greasy fart away.
October 26, 2025 at 1:35 AM