Haiku: Tunnel Vision On Horizon

 

Relax, the worst is 

Behind us and fading fast— 

Eye doctor next stop. 

 

 

 

 

Heads I Win, Tails You Lose

 

It looks like 

One of us thinks 

 

He knows his better 

Half better than he knows 

 

Himself: Wanna flip a coin? 

 

 

 

Seizing The Day, So To Speak

 

Dry, 

Brown, 

Lifeless 

 

Little leaf on my patio 

Table, I get more 

Out of watching you

 

Come alive and twitch 

This way and that 

In this fickle 

 

Wind than waiting 

For my next 

Poem to move me 

 

Who knows where. 

 

 

 

 

 

Family Tree

One wonders when

 

Our old wooden table will at last 

Recapture its lost infancy, take root, 

Sprout, and shoot out its tenacious,

 

Searching branches anew. 

 

 

 

Confession Of A Disillusioned Nihilist

 

I thought 

I could live

 

My life entirely 

Honest with myself

 

Until I found it 

Surrounded by nothing 

 

That bothered me.