Today’s haiku challenge:
My style is the five/seven/five syllable structure. Here are my 5 haiku poems.
the golden goose rots
inside my chest cavity —
an epitaph lost.
the golden rivers
now forgotten underground
traversing shadows.
depression showcase
encased in golden amber.
a living fossil.
golden memories
like arsenic poisoning.
daily nourishment.
the golden fairies
make nightmare visitations:
threats of tomorrow.