Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Misc. Haiku 21-25
21
Shy but rugged stars
Have hiked the hills
But never walk the streets.
22
I could spend all night
Viewing the moon and writing.
Or I could sleep-dream.
23
The cop who stops to weep
On the shoulder of the road
Slows a thousand speeders.
24
Caught on the tracks
After tagging a train car.
Second coat still wet.
25
When a cry for help
Is hard on your health.
Saxophone doth wail, wail.
