Haiku poems by T.S. Ming ( Writers Corner Magazine; issue# 2)

 

Sunset

 

Imminently red,

it looms, announcing another

day has just re-sunk.

 

 

The Jokster

The jokster  has given

A toast in his funeral,

we all laughed to tears.

 

  Tropical

tropic pluvial

days, swept long muddy nights

carving naked paths.

 

The dancer

Dancing her guts out,

The belly dancer threw us

a navel K.O.

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