#346 of 365 – strange hodgepodge of 5 Haiku

strange hodgepodge of 5 haiku

 

swim camp for one day

didn’t swim or go back; they

thought I was a boy

 

 

walking home Christmas

me and my best friends; our new

bikes freshly stolen

 

 

walking the Catskills

at eighteen; no food, no cash

and no direction

 

 

such comfort and warmth

they made me feel alive and

free—Jack and Ginger

 

 

no kindness; mercy

turned violent, mean; freedom

gone—Jack and Ginger

 

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2 Responses to #346 of 365 – strange hodgepodge of 5 Haiku

  1. Fig Tree Chance says:

    Oh WOW (as usual!).

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