From Sunday Scribblings: I can't recall if we've done this prompt before, but I'm curious: what scares you?
The white outer shell
Glistens with the morning’s dew.
Another dropped ball.
Prepped for the meeting.
I excitedly enter
Thirty minutes late.
‘I have the money,’
I say uncomfortably
‘In my other coat.’
I swore it was here.
But I searched the entire house.
Now my wallet’s gone.
‘Feign is not a word.’
‘Yes it is,’ he said to me,
Student to teacher.
At the pearly gates,
He says I made a mistake.
The wrong discernment.
We learn from mistakes.
Unless we are utterly
Paralyzed by them.
Glistens with the morning’s dew.
Another dropped ball.
Prepped for the meeting.
I excitedly enter
Thirty minutes late.
‘I have the money,’
I say uncomfortably
‘In my other coat.’
I swore it was here.
But I searched the entire house.
Now my wallet’s gone.
‘Feign is not a word.’
‘Yes it is,’ he said to me,
Student to teacher.
At the pearly gates,
He says I made a mistake.
The wrong discernment.
We learn from mistakes.
Unless we are utterly
Paralyzed by them.
6 comments:
Fine haiku, one and all.
Very clever - a story thru haiku.
Excellent! Good tale in a clever format
Paralyzed with fear is a definite possibility. These are wonderfully done haiku - thoughtful and powerful.
I like the last 3 lines,says a lot...good work
That was interesting .. but I don't quite understand haiku.
I thought they were very short, three-line poems, so is this one long multi-verse haiku, or a series of connected haiku?
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