Pessimistic Haiku

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nerves

September 29, 2016 by Patti King

your reassurance
oh god, how should I take this?
certain destruction

 

September 29, 2016 /Patti King
poetry, haiku, anxiety
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jolt

September 28, 2016 by Patti King

hammer to the skull
crushed and oppressed by a name
riven avoidance

September 28, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, injury
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incantation #2

September 27, 2016 by Patti King

Uncrossed psyche
take the key now.
Loose your bonds and
make your break.

Know the truth your
captor shrouded.
Reason stings you
wide awake.

Get up from your
hands and knees now.
Feel the weight that's
off your mind.

Rise and walk with
resolution.
Seek what's really
there to find.  
 

September 27, 2016 /Patti King
poetry, NotHaiku, freedom
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thoughtcrime

September 26, 2016 by Patti King

inquisitive fool
plumbing the depths of taboo
I should have assumed

September 26, 2016 /Patti King
poetry, haiku, wrong, question
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judas

September 25, 2016 by Patti King

needful blasphemy
compulsion by god's own hand
rewarded with hell

September 25, 2016 /Patti King
poetry, haiku, injustice
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the last mile

September 24, 2016 by Patti King

highway unfolding
time lags to infinity
where home should have been

September 24, 2016 /Patti King
poetry, haiku, midnight, drive
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scavengers

September 23, 2016 by Patti King

gracefully circling
lofty birds swoop down to feed
half a dead possum

September 23, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, buzzards
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traffic

September 22, 2016 by Patti King

bustling Austin
so full of places to see
you'll never get there

September 22, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, stuck, at, home
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linus

September 21, 2016 by Patti King

charity blanket
meant to soothe a child's ailment
hope it's not migraine

September 21, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, bad yarn choice, I made it so I can say that :P
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incantation

September 20, 2016 by Patti King

Dream with me, 
and feel me dreaming with you.

Think of me, 
each dawn when your mind is new. 

Love with me,
ere your heart is like a stone.

Stay with me,
so you won't be left alone.  

Rest with me, 
when you're weary from this strife. 

Come with me,
and we'll run to save your life.

Hide with me,
careful not to make a sound. 

Trust in me,
and we never will be found. 
 

September 20, 2016 /Patti King
poetry, NotHaiku, accidentally, creepy
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ozymandias

September 19, 2016 by Patti King

mightily he reigned
chin high with voice commanding
he crawls and I weep

September 19, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, torn, down
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this is 40

September 18, 2016 by Patti King

she's waited, too late
that dress is a little young
you look so tired

September 18, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, aging
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that is 40

September 17, 2016 by Patti King

life's just beginning
a man like you in his prime
come, meet the ladies

September 17, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, aging
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ordinary

September 16, 2016 by Patti King

hemorrhage stricken
aching, foul and disgruntled
ordinary time

September 16, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, gross
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insight

September 15, 2016 by Patti King

trite celebration
trumpeting hallelujah
my stomach contracts

September 15, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, foreboding
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zen

September 14, 2016 by Patti King

breathing and driving
thoughts lapsing time and again
breathing and driving

September 14, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, mindfulness, fail
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deLuxe

September 13, 2016 by Patti King

creme de violette
fine macaroni and cheese
8 foot bed, all mine

September 13, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, hotel, alone
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awake

September 12, 2016 by Patti King

such comfort and ease
surreality so right
the dreamer awakes

 

September 12, 2016 /Patti King
poetry, haiku, dream, over
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repulsion

September 10, 2016 by Patti King

fearless champion
noticing her from afar
scales walls to escape

 

September 10, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, repulsive, forlorn
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seatmate

September 09, 2016 by Patti King

manspread armrest hog
lips smacking for four straight hours
can't you pick just one?

September 09, 2016 /Patti King
haiku, poetry, annoying, seatmate
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