Today I present a few haiku written at various points in my life from 1988 on, when I first began practicing them. I find the haiku spare yet elegant, conveying a single idea or emotion within the confines of seventeen syllables. Hope you enjoy.
death of innocence
like a spray of cut flowers
browning in the sun
galaxies of stars
eternities away -- each
diamond burns for you
crescent moon sickle
the sky herself as brittle
as a broken glass
the human race is
God's biggest practical joke --
the laughs are on us
insubstantial, yet
real like a hammered steel blade --
tears of a woman
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