The Accidental Poet

This poet was born,
not from an urge to create
high literature.

The essence of life
drawn in compact form and style
found expression.

No pretensions here
only a cry from the heart
of an injured soul.

My Own Haiku Rules

Haiku tradition,
nature-centered poetry.
Mine is not that way.

MS changes rules.
My nature has a new look.
It is not just trees.

In stretching the rules
I give wings to my spirit
which MS can’t kill.