Murder in the air,
this choice is not yours to make
listen to the judge.
***
Both your hands are tied,
be careful with your right of
remaining silent.
***
Choose your words wisely,
anything you say can be
used against you now.
***
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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 Donaghy2 days ago in Humor
Comments (9)
very well written Anna.
Great storytelling in this series! x
I love how your trilogy of haiku so expertly flow together. Great job Anna!!!
We all know the saying. Don't say a word, and you don't have a headache! 😁
The last stanza was a perfect close!
Oooo, I wonder who she murdered and why. Loved your set of Haikus
This is a great reminder of the permanence of our words whenever we communicate on line. Excellent Haiku trilogy, Anna!
Terrific!!! Loving it!!!💕❤️
Whoa!Thanks for the warning! Good one!