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Click hereSerenity
The highway to work -
broken briefcase, strewn papers -
prayers under my feet!
Courage
Empty white paper -
my pen’s shadow meets the ink -
stepping away from heaven
Wisdom
Branches out of reach -
children jumping for apples -
I bow low for mine
thank you for sharing,,, the "wisdom" one is really exceptional
My brother was a haiku junkie, I pray for him
enjoin your rite <winkz
I love your mind warp, and witty
sense of humor. More Please ~
and I enjoyed these three, I didn't get the addicts title but the poems were marvelous, thanks
my brother is a reverend and he works with addicts, he asked me to write a poem that reflected those who never make it because they know not what lies ahead. I came up with this.
If a catapillar never makes it
to become a butterfly
it will never know it would have recieved
its wings to fly