#291 of 365 – 2 Haiku

2 Haiku


breathe deep till you feel

your soul exhumed from stasis

listening to blues



old guitar, wood floors

voice sweet like smoke and bourbon

blues goes down so smooth


About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, jewelry maker, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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2 Responses to #291 of 365 – 2 Haiku

  1. pi314chron says:

    5:25 in the morning, and I have just read two of the finest haiku in the English language — yours! You have set the mark exceedingly high for all the rest of us who labor in the haiku vineyard, for which I am grateful. Thank you for showing us how it should be done!


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