El Coferin- Day 17

There’s a monster living
underneath my floor.

All who’ve come to visit
have left concerned and disgusted.

His voice is metallic and
his gaze is deadening.

He eats children during the day
and many ales at night.

Never sleeping, this creature
argues with the living, loudly.

Without an ounce of guilt, I
solemnly wish for his demise.

Every day that passes without his
death is a test in patience.

His bite is weak, though, and he
cannot vanquish anything above.

Astronomy- Day 16

Ancient distances, covered
and fueled by hydrogen
all up in outer space, effectively
mystify creatures on Home Planet,
creating reasons for looking
up, doing geometry, and trying
to get an A on a test about novae.

Pato Haiku- Day 15

Rutina siempre:
No se encuentran los patos!
Noche de llanto.

Spring Haiku- Day 14

October feelings
are tricks of the trade since the
greys have not washed out.

The Explorer- Day 13

With momentum and gentle force,
the explorer confronts a new discovery
with incredible passion and brave interest.

No obstacle, be it climate or fauna,
has the ability to obstruct this seeker from
that which has been found, haphazardly.

Unearthing, uncovering quickly but
with great detail, the pioneer shakes out
the setting and attacks the finding, hastily.

This explorer, finally satiated by the
success of discovery, rests after meticulous
observation, renewed and bewildered.

Hazard- Day 12

Hazard lights are on while the reactions
to old emotions differ, finally.

Hope maintains a steady, grueling pace but
does not flash with obvious intent.

Peaceful stasis, filled with caution and
memory, is carefully shared.