#213 of 365 – 5 Haiku about children and cars

5 Haiku about children and cars



non-working street lamp

dented, wrapped with teddy bears

ribbons and flowers



speeding and laughing

three boys in a red wagon

later, it was crushed



my bike was so fast

I didn’t look till car brakes

screeched; almost too late



my body shook on

a bike that brought death within

inches of my life



in a parallel

universe, that car hit me ―

glad I don’t live there



About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, jewelry maker, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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7 Responses to #213 of 365 – 5 Haiku about children and cars

  1. pi314chron says:

    There’s a lot here to think about and enjoy again and again! My favorite, of course, is the last one. No! Wait! That’s not me! That’s “alternate-me,” but he says to tell you that he LOVES it!!

  2. sassyD says:

    Well, One part of me wants to ask–Did this really happen to you? On second thought –don’t tell me—.

    • Blackbird says:

      Uhh…well…sorry Mummzy…yes, I’m afraid it really did happen. Coming out of the alley onto 17th St on our old block. Guess you’re also glad we’re not in the parallel universe. 😉

  3. Starralee says:

    Wow, scary–and so sad about the kids, oh gosh.

    • Blackbird says:

      Yeah…it was pretty scary…and it’s always sad when you see a pole or something wrapped in ribbons and stuffed animals. And the boys in the wagon…I remember that like it was yesterday…coming home from school with my sister and brother, walking up our block and seeing the boys speeding through the major intersection at the bottom of our hill…and later seeing the wagon.

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