Frozen fingers feel
Hot breath held in gathered hands
Life’s blood starts to flow
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Raymond G. Taylor
Author living in Kent, England. Writer of short stories and poems in a wide range of genres, forms and styles. A non-fiction writer for 40+ years. Subjects include art, history, science, business, law, and the human condition.
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Let's Don't Do This
"I just can't do this anymore..." "Do what?" What can't you do? Put gas in your own car? I swear to God you make me take care of everything, don't you? You know I'm on my way to work right now but that never stops you from bothering me, does it?"
By Shirley Belk6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Brilliant work Raymond!!
Perfect haiku for today and the comming weeks 🦋❄️❄️❄️❄️
Oh, I hate the feeling of frozen numb fingers! That's why I prefer mittens over gloves, so that the fingers can warm each other up. Great haiku, Raymond.
A great observation, happens to me a lot