Do You Haiku?

Its post three hundred
I just left the starting gate
Alot more to come.

 

The birds are happy
The coyotes are happy
The squirrels are happy

 

Warm kisses in the
Clear starry nights of springtime;
New flowers are born

 

The ocean sparkles
With brightness liked chipped diamonds
While salt air erodes

 

How did we get here?
Starts with hurtful words, then moves
There is no excuse

 

It is very sad
It starts with the letter M
It can still be fixed

 

Let the dust settle
Emotions are high right now
We will get past this

 

People are pushing
People are getting knocked down
People are shouting

 

Your haikus are always on point, Pete

 

It's very dark out
It's hard to see through the fog
The damn fog of war

 

My hands are both tied
There will be a staff meeting
Your hands are tied too

 

Just hug your loved one
Let the sunrise tommorow
Things will be different

 

The bright sun is out.
The wind still makes me feel cold.
No clouds in the sky.

 

It's nice to see change
Bad ideas are shifted out
New beginnings, now

 

Once upon a time
In a land far, far away
Wait, this story’s been done

 

Looking at old posts
I agree with You Free Me
What was i thinking

 

Just love the waiting
Hoping the scan comes back clean
Won't know til Monday

 

Life is always cruel
Just have to find the goodness
Get rid of badness

 

I believe in You, now.
I know that You’re here for me
Peace and joy will be

 

There was a river
One handed boy would eat lunch
He would eat alone

Alone he would eat.
He liked the peace and quiet.
One day that all changed.

Two squirrels sat in love
The boy liked the company
The squirrels were not scared

The boy shared his food
He enjoyed sharing his lunch
Something was off though

The big squirrel was strong
The small squirrel was weak and slow
It looked very frail

As he placed the food
The big squirrel would pass it on
So the small could eat

It could barely eat
It was just hair skin and bones
All its strength was gone

The very next day
On the way to the river
The boy saw something

He saw the two squirrels
They were both on the dirt trail
Something was wrong though

The strong squirrel stood there
The small squirrel was not moving
It was not breathing

The boy kneeling down
Dug a hole with his one hand
Gently placed inside

Covered with warm earth
The big strong squirrel would not move
The boy walked away

It was the next day
The boy ate his lunch alone
Something caught his eye

Just in front of him
In the water by the rocks
It was the strong squirrel

It was not moving
It was not breathing either
It passed on some how

The boy felt the grief
He walked to the trail of tears
Dug another hole

Next to the first one
So they could be together
They were always one