Haiku Horizons – Page 6 – aka, The Abject Muse

The Weekend

Just Us. You & me In our castle built for two— Don’t bring your girlfriend.

Leaves jumping from trees Landing safely in crisp piles in their own backyards

Two scarecrows peek out through the gloomy morning mist that hides Night’s misdeeds.

Falling leaves wrinkle Sidewalks burgundy-orange Spicing autumn air.

My mama told me: “That boy shady, no damn good.” So, I married him.