Dancing on the edge Do I keep him happiest? I pray; I wonder.
Author Archives: Leanna Baggan
Haiku no. 4
Why are you so sad? Does the iron city cry? So, shut the fuck up.
Haiku in Kennywood
Humid with a chance of Anxiety
There’s a hole in the seams A loose thread on the garment There’s a lack of dreams Bruised head not in torment There’s sweat dripping down My fingers My heart racing My body shakes. My writing cuts off every time I put my phone away
Lost Dreams
It never seems That I remember Lost dreams Nor grind enough weed To satisfy my need To surrender Searching for what it means A contender To life’s insatiable greed A giant pretender Gratitude is the attitude To find the originator Or am I too lost to Find clarity It’s self-preservation In this nation We’re debatingContinue reading “Lost Dreams”
Another Saturday Night
Smoke in our lungs Baseball on our tongues A cat cautiously coming over Wine in our glass Writing as a task Trying to make time slower Losing my grit Lost on a trip Trying to keep composure Trying to cope Looking for hope But I don’t wanna stay sober Time in a jar Trying toContinue reading “Another Saturday Night”
A Haiku Comic
Your Touch Heals
I didn’t realize how tense I was Till your hand laid on mine And my whole body collapsed Under this sign I was weakened I was softened I was relaxed It was divine.
Haiku #03
The speakers flooded. Ears were overcome with lust. In music, we trust.
Haiku #02
6/23/2024 The liquid light fell Off the round moon’s orb surface Into a dark sea.
Leanna 