February 25 (Waning Moon)
by Melissa Allen
“American Woman Solves Her Own Baby-Kidnapping, 23 Years Later” (The Guardian)
waning moon
I start to feel like
someone else
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First published in Haiku News, Feb. 12, 2011
Red Dragonfly
haiku. poetry.
I dig this one, Thanks
Peace,
Laz
Good one!
Whether on its own, or in conjunction with the newspaper headline, I particularly like this one. Congratulations on the Haijinx column, too!
Thanks for your well-wishes on both counts, Mark. Hope you’re doing well these days.
waning moon
i look up into the night
there must be others
hmmm…. very mysterious ….are you sure you weren’t kidnapped at birth?
birth? there was a birth? no. not at all. i’m not sure at all i mean about birth. i did take kid naps. i’m reasonably sure about kidnapping because i remember not wanting to. occasionally. however, now i prefer wolf naps.
a solid truth. as solid as the core of granite that runs from here to the moon. mystery.
wait. or is that eternity? sheesh.
me? sure? ha. you’re asking me if i’m sure? i’m rarely sure. occasionally i’m reasonably sure. which is when i’m usually wrong.
“occasionally i’m reasonably sure. which is when i’m usually wrong.”
That’s what I should have tattooed on me somewhere.
bwahahahahaha. okay. perhaps with a butterfly and skull? on a scroll. no. a red dragonfly and flaming skull… ??? sheesh.
Yes. I remember this story. The ku works perfectly with it!
Thanks for all your kind words about this one, everyone.