Haiku A-Z Part I

A haiku is big

and yet deceptively small

like many of us

Because I said so

is never a full answer

Don't trust me on that

Crispy singles

get easily spent

and there is no change

Does death follow life?

Or is it just a figment?

Imagine that.

Even in silence

I always did hear your voice

now that's all that's left

Fifty pure levels

and fifty impure levels

One unsteady now

"Gone Fishing," it reads

and I wonder where he is

fishing far away