A high tech nightmare
Devices used for good; bad
Evil souls control
Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, technology is the weapon.
Haiku – Techmare
Author: timothyfrench15
Hello, my name is Timothy French. I’m a blogger, writer, and author of Every Yard Is A Grave. A Post-Apocalyptic Novella.
Animalistic
I want to say humans are returning to animalistic beings, but that would be an insult to the animals.
Microfiction – Land of The Free
“Where are you going?” asked a reporter via radio as a huge crowd gathered to watch.
“To search for land where I can be free. Earth is F#@ked.”
“Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Freeeedom!”
Poem – Divide Unite
Divide into special interest groups, and you can have your way, then unite under a socialist flag; liberty lost.
Haiku – Lost
The plane lost its way
The Devil’s Triangle raged.
A mother worries
Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, a plane is lost at sea.
Microfiction – Soulless land
Vultures circled; the eagle was dead. Dropping down, they consumed the last bits of freedom from a soulless land. Fear ruled the day. And the people got what they deserved, not what they voted for.
Poem – Thin Man
The thin man rose from a life of failures, bones cracking as he moved, refusing to die a quitter.
Haiku – Utopia
Everyone loved it
A utopia for all
Until love was banned
Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, an societal experiment gone wrong.
A New Year
You can hear the birds singing, a new day–a new year is emerging from the ashes of 2020. God, I hope we don’t mess this one up too.
Haiku – Spinning Ball
Strange as it may seem
We are spinning on a ball
And we don’t fall off
Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, gravity saves us.
Timothy French 