Clouded judgement lives
in the outskirts of her eyes.
Looks like rain today.
Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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One More for the Road
One more for the road. Nobody enjoys the end of a spent good time. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021 This will probably be the end of my Haiku spree over the past few months, for the time being at least. I’m going to be focusing more on stories, services, and other bits and bobs in…
Anytime I Want
I’m not an addict for making Haiku, can quit anytime I want. Giuseppe Gillespie – December 2021 Oh who am I kidding, I’m hooked! Happy holidays! 🎉🎉🎉
Addictive wordplay, Scarce dotted tees and crossed eyes, Spelt rightly wrongly. Giuseppe Gillespie – December 2021
The Evil Within
We are born in sin, a lifetime spent in purging the evil within. Giuseppe Gillespie – December 2021 *If you believe that sort of stuff…
A Canada Goose
“We’re above nature.” Says the delinquent wearing a Canada goose. Giuseppe Gillespie – December 2021
Abuse Grows the Heart Fonder
Harsh hand and word strike, Abuse grows the heart fonder Of their attention. Giuseppe Gillespie – December 2021