Today’s haiku challenge:
My style is the five/seven/five syllable structure. Here are my 10 haiku poems:
please, do not serve me
bitterness; it’s aplenty
on my tongue as is.
ready to serve you.
devoted to a broken,
invisible love.
depression serves me
to anxiety, and back
again, with no rest.
serve me up to the
depression gods, or devils;
it makes no difference.
serve me up like a
head on a spike — the eyeballs
still longing for life.
you served me a swerve
breaking my nerves, and left me
to preserve our love.
I swerve to avoid
life; death serves me its welcome
burial papers.
I serve a useful
purpose: a playful mouse for
the depression cat.
I serve a useful
purpose: the anchor for a
dark cloud stuck up there.
I serve a useful
purpose: memory holder
for what we once had.