Haiku A Day: Days 104-109

Day 104:

Has the Haiku Muse
discarded and left me for
a stronger poet?

Day 105:

Hard-backs, paper-backs,
e-books, audiobooks, so
many books on shelves.

Day 106:

I stare at empty
pages and blank screens waiting
for creative prose.

Day 107:

I arrange items
on my desk and rearrange
them, waiting for words.

Day 108:

Simon disrupts the
trashcan and my peace–now he
looks at me and flops.

Day 109:

“Why not me?” I ask.
“Why should I not achieve great
and wonderful goals?”