The Nostalgia Haikus

I.
empty coke bottles
letting light weave through glass shells
a child’s short summer

 

branches lay across
the hazy creek’s surface
it needed a bridge

 

trails of tiny lights
turn all houses into dreams
christmas has arrived

 

II.
canoes do race too
steady, barreling over ponds
broom for a paddle

 

to spell is to know
breath wavers with each letter
repeat the word, please

 

it is safer to
simply stay in the audience
no talents for show

 

III.
my father’s guitar
gave summer its melody
lilting and silly songs

 

ghost crabs scurry quick
bodies lit by grey moonlight
can sands be haunted

 

childhood escaped
cracked clean like a beer bottle
kicked under a car

 

IV.
driving at sixteen
world was mine for a moment
but I took too much

 

nostalgia can kill
years painted in one brushstroke
or a couple of words

 

mind combs for pictures
clearer than those that remain
but returns empty

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