Daily Haiku – Page 108 – Carl Setzer: Word Shaper

Well, It’s Thursday

And now Friday eve
A week traveling too fast;
Buzzing brain waves glow

Lost within the now
Tyranny of the urgent
No future in sight

Upon air I fly
Drifting lightly, clouds below
Light flows into night

This one came from my notes. Written in 2010, but not about air travel.

At dawn’s light, birdsong
Clamoring boisterously,
Spring-time awakens

Flowing gracefully
Lovely delights upon bread
Peanut butter rocks!

Life is resistance
Often reflexively done
Freedom’s cry is loud.

Despairing of youth
Lamenting lost old ways
Habits of the old

What is forbidden
Is not always wrong, rather
Damages power

Heat and light emerge
Clamoring over tree bark
Night descends to dawn

Challenged by a ghost
Only perfection allowed.
Frustrating myself