PROCESS

syllables of small
poems occupy large portions of
my befuddled brain

writing process, what
is my writing process? do
I even have one?

a mental blender
is what I need to create
my word salad

Image by Harrison Fulop

 

Suburban Haiku

craving solitude
I search a pink wilderness
the shopping mall

Embellishment for Haiku

thrum of water pump
my neighbor’s carpets are clean
Stanley steams again

day closes in now
air redolent of evening
Hamburger Helper™

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