Childhood Haiku

Hidden special place
Where time doesn’t matter much
Unless it’s lunchtime

Wiggle that loose tooth
With a tongue tasting of tin
Painful jolt of life

How to pick a scab:
Start at the edges—pry up
Eating optional

Double Dutch jumpers
Call cadence from cracked concrete
Bobby tails bouncing

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About Pat R. Steiner

Author & Illustrator

Posted on August 4, 2012, in Poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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