Friday, December 29, 2017

2017 Haiku



“It’s not lying, it’s
Alternate reality.”
Then she shook her head.

“What did he tweet now?”
He said, aghast at his boss.
“Oh what a moron!”

“I am not a crook
Nor am I a narcissist
Nor a traitor. Sad!”

The shape of space quakes
Two far dead stars spiral in
And smash, making gold.

What fun, Trappist One;
You shine on seven worlds,
Earth-sized. Lovely skies!

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