haiku in the morning

ACCgirl's picture

Haiku, in the morning

so this is the bus,
fast-paced like the driver’s heart
as she forgets men

and a business man
in a suit, immaculate
fresh, like a science…

the bus belches up
toxins and flatlined dreams,
they all sleep through it

and i think (my god)
what the hell are the wheels for…
people go nowhere.

[That was one of my rare attempts at haiku-writing... I found, oddly enough, that instead of limiting my thoughts it almost seemed to expand them. Weird thing. Good experience.]


niks121997's picture


I've always liked haiku. I really like this poem especially the line with "flatlined dreams" in it.

"Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect. We take what we get and are thankful that it is no worse than it is."

"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."

armadillo's picture

I hate buses, but that was good

I take the bus every now and again, since i lost my car, and I find myself writing some crazy poetry just to keep people from staring into my eyes.