My hypothesis
is, “not enough time in day
to spend on the net.”

I love writing Haiku poems. I’m going to try to do one a day, just like my goal of 100 things that make me happy. I like these.

1. A Stupid, Ridiculous Haiku

The beauty of art
Is not something that I see
When I’m supposed to.

doors opening wide
options are all mine to have
luck’s not everything

pigeon footed rock
open pathway homeward
plaintive violins

asymmetrical rose
dancing lightly in the wind
etre insouciante

four rhythms carry
dark under-surface secrets
agony washed clean

tears at the surface
no space for them to emerge
loneliness erupts

did not ask for this
a leader for my people
reluctant spokesman

heart sinking toward tears
commitment to another
friendship changes hands

exquisite flower
unexpected yellow shock
sidewalk offering