Zen Haiku • March 2017
Dr. Randy Brooks

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Zack Ploem





Don't step there!
the old dock
can't take it anymore

a cloud floats
longing for neighbors
to throw one last bang


a forest clearing
comes into view . . .
full of beer cans

trying to get healthy
he heaves for breath
each one a finish line


the boy smiled triumphantly
with his ball
poison ivy couldn't stop him

do you miss the ocean
she asks
I wasn't listening


the road sings
to those who listen
waiting for sunrise

© 2017, Randy Brooks • Millikin University
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