the Pied Piper picked a peck of pickled poems

Go forth young cosmonauts,
explore the wilds of witty thoughts.
Write at work if you dare,
or on your couch in underwear.
Just be sure that you do and post it on the blog too.

Come Hope

Oaks clutch falling leaves
Chill winds encircling for months
April cavalry


—  a haiku version of a previous poem: Winter Months

haiku

Question for k-ren:
I'm the wannabe rockstar?
You're a mind-reader.

Monday

Two leaves separate
from a familiar branch
the wind howls.