Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
time to pull the rein
of diabolical reign
vicious viscous rain
ideological spew
drenching us to the marrow
delivering pain
deceptive criminals reign
time to pull the rein
toadies in a row
all queue up to kiss the ring
hopping for more flies
basking in a field
peering through lush blades of grass
Bambi pronking by
Pocket my cell phone
Wander through my neighborhood
Haiku Will Travel
Playground politics
On a national level
Playing "Made You Flinch"
passing the bottle
of Wild Irish Rose around
my last memory
crashed out in chrysanthemums
woke up in a public park
pumpkin gunna do
what a pumpkin's gunna do
fine how do you dew
special things not missed
crave no more still find me in
secret smile aisle queue
Sweet substance to crave
Melted frost off the pumpkin
Steep a dew with style
Living in grand style
Prosperity gospel slag
Cheating hubby wife
With self righteous finger wag
Shill a lush and shameful life
amazing how those
that live in glass houses are
casting the first stone
So much potential
Squandered through indifference
To the right to vote
strewn about petals
land where they will by kismet
framed my first rose bed
Each crack in the stone
The potential to yield
A rose to harvest
A Scroll Threw Life 