Today’s haiku challenge:
My style is the five/seven/five syllable structure. Here are my 10 haiku poems:
if you rip into
my flesh, looking for my heart
you won’t find it there.
you were a rip tide —
a disorienting love —
that’s left me breathless.
rip up my letters;
they’re useless confetti now,
but are colorless.
dreams of you rip through
the present, staging me in
a past where you are.
rip the mask off to
find depression scars across
my face and still raw.
broken love: rip band
aid off fast, they say, instead
I go nice and slow.
this life is a rip-
off, when does the living start?
waiting here ’til death.
there’s a rip in my
chest at the point of our break,
unable to mend.
depression rips up
most plans made for the day, and
makes you sleep on them.
don’t pull the rip cord
let’s spiral down as we have
been, sweet ground awaits.
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