Poke

A True Haiku

By Cory Wright-MaleyPublished 3 months ago • 1 min read

Photo by Polly Alexandra on Unsplash

Child pokes my forehead

My eyes open out of sleep

Vanishes like smoke

Haiku

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Cory Wright-Maley

In the early stages of becoming a writer. I am learning new things from really excellent writers all the time, and slowly trying to get better myself. As I tinker, I hope you'll offer feedback and enjoy what I put out there.

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Poke

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