Even More Haikus

Hello, everyone. I hope you all had a great Christmas - I did! I chose not to do an advent calendar of short poems this year because I was so awful at it last year, so I wrote some random haikus for you all here. 

Soft language echoes

Across the pages of time

Writing has no age.

Gentle scribbles fall

With a murmur on paper

A writer’s creased frown.

Sticks and stones may break

My bones, but words will always

Hurt me so much more.

Shining ink trickles

Across the floodlit pages

Road to other lives.

I sigh in pain as

The book closes with a thud

Story is over.

Creamy pages shiny

As the harmony of words

Sing their melody.

Flourishing nicely

I turn over the paper

My book is now done.

The songs that will sing

Within us are the voices

Of our ancestors.

Silent companions

Are the faithful dogs who just

Comfort without words.