carnival–
feeling the seam
of my empty pocket
Published by
Mike Farley
I live with my wife Shirlee on a cattle ranch near the little ski town of Red Lodge, Montana, and have been loving and writing haiku for several years now. I draw my inspiration from the images of the high-plains, mountains, weather, wildlife, livestock, ranch work and outdoor recreation which surround me daily.
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carnival
children’s laughers,
jeers, and cries
shivering
cold summer evening–
the carnival stripper
revised to:
cold
summer evening–
the carnival stripper
a ripe persimmon
on the ground
the autumn sobbing
one two three four five
a string of teeny plump hearts
bleeding heavily
in search of —
the bottom of my pocket
a gapping hole
mike – a good one
-kala
Mike,
what a wonderful image
mary
Mike: You’ve got us in your pocket.
Bill
a rumble
from across the lake
fireworks fading
expensive
big stuffed teddy
hree tries for a dollar””
Mike,
Enjoyed this…poignant, yet, fun!”
fair’s end…
walking up the trailer’s plank
a blue ribbon steer
fall
a cricket i don’t see–
a wish upon all the stars i see