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Bored, she reads aloud
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Bless Me Father for I Have Sinned
So, here’s me sitting on the 7b bus heading into town. I shouldn’t be on the bus. I don’t want to be on the bus. I should be on a bike, legs pumping like pistons. The freedom of the open road. Directions where the tyres press, as the poet said.
By Brendan Donaghya day ago in Humor
Comments (6)
I've experience this before, not knowing how I feel. It just feels so numb at times. Loved your Haiku!
Is everyone bored and depressed these days? Flipping quickly through social media and looking g up everything; zooming with doctors… I loved your insightful poem.
Woo! Nice
Oof! What an insane haiku. Googling the answer to your own state is terrifyingly dystopian. Loved it!
What an apt title! Very impressed when someone can write a narrative haiku with impact! Well done!
Nice imagine, nice poem, nice everything!!!