Today’s haiku challenge:
This is actually a repeat of one done on Oct. 7. You can read the first version here.
My style is the five/seven/five syllable structure. Here are is my second version of this prompt:
end, one syllable
spoken with finality,
contains multitudes.
nothing ever ends;
there’s only new beginnings —
blades of grass anew.
living with end stage
disease of the mind, minding
my business ’til death.
end my suffering —
scatter my ashes like a
daisy drifting home.
how did we end up
here? sailing away on this
blue rock all alone?
depression end blues:
wailing a tune to the room
absorbed by the walls.
depression end blues:
attending group session with
me, myself, and I.
depression end blues:
swimming in a water bed
without the water.
end pain recipe:
depression Novocaine to
get that numb coating.
sun decides to end
it all, dips into the dark
sea until morning.
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