Haiku in Two Verses

The bird sings in the
distance, breaking the roar of
silence. What ifs crowd

my mind; I am a
desert in search of water.
Time marches forward.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019


Popular posts from this blog

On the Sale of Our Sailboat (Sonnet)

End of Life Communication: Stories from the Dead Zone (excerpt)

Alone is Enough