sharp is the night that
births the day in which babies
are killed in the womb
~~~
instead of pencils
children sharpen shooting skills
somewhere a womb aches
~~~
the phone had rung sharp
as though it had been wounded
by the news it brought
~~~
Jan
23
2014
Well written Haiku. I loved the last one!
Thanks 🙂
beautiful haiku set! 🙂 especially the last one
Thanks 🙂
4joy, these are so powerful and poignant. A great take on the prompt. Well done.
Thank you! Thank you 🙂
The second one goes straight to my heart…
Raking Sharp Shadows
Yes, sad but true…. Thanks for dropping in.
Pointed prose masterfully presented. http://lauriekazmierczak.com/look-sharp/
like the last one ! its as if the phone has a life of its own ! nicely portrayed