Vintage
Haiku About a Typewriter
By Kristen BalyeatPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Patrick Fore on Unsplash
On my command, slugs
slap crisp paper with my thoughts
through worn ribbon. Ding!
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Kristen Balyeat
Words fly to me on the wind, bump into me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night– I’m humbly one of the many vessels they use to come to life.
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Comments (5)
I'd have a typewriter if it was economical and worth the space. This was brilliant.
I miss typing on a typewriter! Fun Haiku Kristen!
oh I love typewriters. Good Haiku
Ding!Superb😀
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