#377 – 4 Haiku

4 Haiku


moving so slowly

my mind stuck on waiting for

the day to begin



so quick and quiet

I break; so long and loud to

pick up the pieces



mining in the caves

so desperate for gold or

light or a way out



wormholes to somewhere

else where I seem to always

feel better; haiku





About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, jewelry maker, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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4 Responses to #377 – 4 Haiku

  1. pi314chron says:

    Endlessly fascinating, your haiku are always a treat for the soul. I wonder, though, if the last line in the third haiku, should read “light for a way out” instead of “light or a way out”?
    If I’m wrong, tell me to shut up and go away. I’m a real woosie when a woman talks tough!



    • Blackbird says:

      Nope…I wanted it to be “or”…if I find my gold or my light I don’t need a way out.. .that was the idea anyway. Always appreciate your comments Rob…now shut up and go away! 😉

      • pi314chron says:

        Ahhh…I see…………but who the hell is Rob?! If I see him, I’ll pass along your message! 🙂

      • Blackbird says:

        Oops….typed that on my phone….oh well. That darned “b” is right next the the “n”….clearly my screen is too small for my fingers!

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