Here’s Haiku #3 from my 50 in 50 project — This was one of the haiku I lost (long story). I rewrote it from memory. It’s…
I took liberty with the form here. Last line should be seven but is five instead. I felt it was better this way.
A square of chocolate,Sold at the price of a child’sLife, melts on your tongue.
Virgins in white skirts opening
to ruin in the rain.
Tonight, no deflowering.
You solve math instantly. Poems,
Is etched with weathered lines, cracks,
Stains. Lost stories.
Whispers in wood without voice.