Fingers work to bone, if not counting coin and note then constructing poem. Giuseppe Gillespie - November 2021 Like what you see? Consider Tipping/Donating: Donations Make a one-time donationYour contribution has made this writer's day!DonateMake a monthly donationMy Saviour!Donate monthly Buy Me A Coffee (similar to Patreon) More Haiku...
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The SchĂĽtteling Bee
Stumbling through summer morning with some heavy bumble...
Tick Tock, Tick Tock Sounding
Tick tock, tick tock sounding...
Bitterness
Humming, it ruptures the aether...
Longing
The chequered smell of a local boozer...
These Dreamless Nights
Sifting through these dreamless nights...
Pandering
Wouldn't you like it all to rhyme...
Missing
What an old house it was!
Feeding Tubes
Heavy Limbs Lay Low...
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