Haiku 889, 890, 891, 892

From the collection The Immediate and No Sooner, 2021.

Haiku 889

Dial eight and talk loud
Anybody who answers
Shout’em down. And good.

Haiku 890

an insecure life
that has turned itself around –
I found my way home

Haiku 891

gelid poetry
glistening on the white page
the reader shivers

Haiku 892

the liquid verdict
-thumbs down despite all efforts –
of unset jello

2 thoughts on “Haiku 889, 890, 891, 892

  1. Your last poem made me smile because I cannot abide the texture of jello. When I make a trifle, I suspend berries in the jello layer in order to disrupt the texture. I really like #891 and the idea of the crisp white page adding to the icy atmosphere of the poem.

    • I like jello and its slippery smoothness, so nice in my throat, but sometimes it does not jell for me and I never know why. I also really like it with fruit in it too, though.

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