Perfect day of sun
producing soft flowers and
patient blades of grass
Rain and Fog: A Haiku Poem
Soft rain falls through a veil:
Gray fog rising from the earth
To hide skyscrapers.
University: A Haiku Poem
Oh, the rat races
Filled with uncrossed finish lines
And fourth year failures.
Oh God I Hate This Course So Much, It Is So Pointless, Why Is It Required; Give Me Patience: A Haiku Poem
One monotone voice…
Smack! Head slamming on the desk,
Eight, Friday morning.
