WHAT'S'AT? A HIGH-COO?

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is the new haiku website of Booker T. Washington Magnet High School's Creative Writing magnet. All copyrights to all poems on this website belong to their individual authors, and none may be reproduced without written consent. Looking for the light
The endless search for something
That I can call the truth

A drifting boat
In need of a dock's support
And a place to call home

The alarm goes off
Like fire sirens in my dream
Just another day

Reflections withstand;
I'm saving fall, even though
The layers peel away

Is there an answer?
There's no motive for this crime
Just hope for the best

Strangest dream last night
I was hiding from Germans
Locked in the closet

Amazing concert
Alice Cooper a yard away
From me I'll never forget

Picadilly time
Down to where the green grass grows
And times are easy

Saturday will be fun
There's a Pink Floyd laser light show
And I will be there

To me, his mind is
A mystery; when will I
Ever solve it?

Floating in the sea
Just the gentle waves and me
Dreaming forever

Always in slow motion
Drowsiness overcomes me
Like the walking dead

Stinging pain flashes
Throughout my throbbing finger
I hate paper cuts

My mind is so blank
Why should I try to focus?
It wouldn't make sense

Poetry, stranger
Now, do you know poetry?
I think I might

Life can be absurd
Incongruity swallows
Us all, you know

Finally together
We have one another now
The future has hope

Life's a lucid dream
Awareness always creeping
But it's never seen

Yellow, orange, red
The leaves blending together
Just to fade to brown

Unbinding secrets
I do not deserve to know
I am more curious

Hear the guitar weep?
Notice the revolving world
With George and Ringo

Being invisible
Is my most special talent;
I don't even have to try