This is the standing of Retired in our community - the further right, the more of a Wikinut they are!
Haiku about morning and what we usually do and feel at this time of the day, other poems included.
The green curtain does not sway on a sun-baked day. . .
Call it writer’s block but am I really a writer? Self-doubts. Here we go again, tsk, tsk, tsk.
Financial and political problems glowering at them everyday, literary writers (I’m beginning to suspect their existence…) have no choice but to join the stream of commercial and political writers.
These are haikus about rain or rainy season which explore its effect on the individual or society itself.