Every Wednesday at 12noon Lovelorn Poets offers the Lunch-time Missed Connections Haiku Special. Well, for those of you on the east coast it’ll be lunch time. West-coasters will have haiku for breakfast. Maybe someone could try to condense what I just wrote into a haiku! Post a comment or email your ideas to saysomething@lovelornpoets.com.
Missed Connections In Manhattan
Deism (Plus A Haiku)
oh god, i know
not how to address
you, without eyes and ears
your house is without
doors or windows
and no place is
outside your hearth light
oh god, i know
not your hand, your foot
to address with my love
Feather
from tree branches fall
crimson, a color of blood,
like feathers: gently
