rainbow – Scriptorium '77

Haiku 2026: Toxic / Giftig

This is a collection of seven haiku, written every day of week 29 of 2026. Eine Sammlung von sieben Haiku, geschrieben an jedem Tag der neunundzwanzigsten Woche des Jahres 2026.

Protected: Haiku 2025: Müde / Tired

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cockroaches still live on

life is an accident
a singularity
as far as we know
we haven’t met any aliens

Rainboy

I’m that kind of a lad
Who’s unbelievably glad
To live a different life
Without husband or wife

Freedom Like a Hurricane

Had to write for work
It lasted longer than planned
Of course it did
So I needed fresh air

Smelling Hell Too Soon

Walking around places
Looking for spaces
Trying to loose laces
But the mood changes

Frolicking With Intent

Frolicking about glimpses of imagination
Passing by the very spot my mind went shut
Seeing tiny unicorns with rainbow tail and golden glitter

Interrogation

Sitting on a bench.
Surrounded by trees.
On a hot late August afternoon.
It was Sunday.

Grave Of a Musician

Tomorrow, / It’s gonna be a busy day
It always is; / Monday, it is.