A blog in honor of Ernest Hemingway's continual search for the perfect sentence. Now in a new and improved haiku format!
Recall each stumble
and gaff without shame since they
helped make you better
Scarred hearts that once beat
so bravely now pensively
pump in abject fear
Rattle and rumble
down the road in the junker
of a life you've made
We dogs get kicked when
those above have a bad day
or are merely mean
TL DR: this
is yet another tirade
on current events
No tyger burning
bright today, just a toothless
whelp, to Blake's chagrin
These small victories
delight, but are too tiny
to hang a hat on
The smoke from your burnt
offerings makes you gag, but
still no answers come
Inevitable
is the passage from seed to
seed and back again
Priceless lives taken
for prize-less lies to bury
those who who won't back down
Slough off your thin skin
like a snake and let the sun
burn away all fear
Sun strikes the water's
surface making dancing jewels
of fire before me
The morning glory
chokes the sunflower in its
pursuit of pure light
Bilious bluster
fans flames for the fans calling
for bloody revenge
Lost lambs found dozing
among the lions tell tales
of forgotten love
Coiled around your neck
like Kaa, his Kaleidoscope
eyes engulf your soul
Cacophonous crows
call their meeting to order,
a murder gathered
Starve for your art or
be ground to corporate meat for
your master's next meal
Fool's gold fakes out the
witless so pirate pyrite
like its the real deal
Smash all your jaded
idols green with envy as
shards blind jealously
Enjoy these quiet
moments before they come to
kick in your front door
Mental levees can't
hold back the endless flood of
roaring pointless words
Soft summer sounds give
way to howling winds shaking
tree limbs and rafters
Half-written stories
and paint dried in their tubes was
his sad epitaph
There is no sound, no
color, no fury, only
a vast empty plain
Ramble and roll down
that road running on empty
hitting all the ruts