Haiku by Dan Hardison
The image is from my first handmade Christmas card, 1997.
The image is from my first handmade Christmas card, 1997.
December 26, 2021
December 3, 2021
What Lies Ahead
Out for a walk through the neighborhood, I notice a piece of paper in the grass by the sidewalk. Picking it up, I see that it is a page from a book, the edges burned. I look around. The house on the corner has a collapsed roof, blackened windows, soot stains streaking the yellow brick and white wood trim. Again, I look at the page in my hand, the title barely readable along the top, “If The Bomb Gets Out Of Hand.”
cloaked
in morning fog . . .
secrets untold
cloaked
in morning fog . . .
secrets untold
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