Tim Habersack

Category: Poetry (page 2 of 2)

Haiku

Problems from the past,
do relentlessly whisper,
Useless solutions.

Haiku

Bouncing in the bus,
Exhausted from the workweek.
Feel the stress flake away.

Haiku

Woods serene stillness.
Stoves hiss, wife-made coffee call
up the wide dirt path.

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