April 16, 2008

haiku wednesday - April 16, 2008

A momentary respite from The Unlucky Twenty-Six, a saga of twenty-six unlucky children that is being composed piece by piece throughout National Poetry Month. Today's episode will feature Morris.

This week's words are

moral corruption!
visible touching on stage!
but they weren't nude, mom

faded old stage coach
bullet holes still visible
touching history

visible no more
but still touching hearts and lives
the world was her stage


Anonymous said...

For a moment, I did not see the comma in the last line of the first haiku!

green eyed monster

Tumblewords: said...

I like these - the stage coach with bullet holes is interesting and so fine! They are all nifty!

rel said...

Neat haikus.
I remember non-nude touching from high school and mom was right to worry. ;)

Linda Jacobs said...

Wow, love the three different stages of these! All were enjoyable!

anthonynorth said...

One funny, one serious, one contemplative.
The full range!

Tammy Brierly said...

All three had a touch of nostalgia. Well done!

Your comment cracked me up as I re-read it. LOL

TC said...

The last one is beautiful.

but they weren't nude, mom

I cracked up at that line. Hilarious!

paisley said...

oh that second one is perfection.. stage coach.. damn ... why couldn't i have thought of that!!!!

i do not know why but i have not till now had you in my reader... shame on me.. i have to catch up on the unlucky children asap... i love the concept!!!!

Lucy said...

3 little stories done beautifully!

Anonymous said...

the first one makes me laugh, the second makes me curious and the third makes me see someone in tights on stage, what does that say about me?

as usual, quite a fun read

WriterKat said...

Great job. My favorite is the first, reminds me of my born-again (mis-guided) roots.

Anonymous said...

I really liked all three - but the middle one took me back to another place in which I never existed - the Western Frontier! Great haiku's

Anonymous said...

enjoyed the touch of each world reflected...