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The Rest Is Bonus


I picked a flower.

It’s all I have at this time.

The rest is bonus.

– Jon Riki Karamatsu, Haiku Poem #147, 8/11/2018 –

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That’s When She Appeared


Reality died.

I re-wrote the way it ends.

That’s when she appeared.

– Jon Riki Karamatsu, Haiku Poem #146, 8/10/2018 –

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It Hurts to See Them


Pinkish white petals.

Please blow the last ones away.

It hurts to see them.
– Jon Riki Karamatsu, Haiku Poem #145, 8/8/2018 –

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Voices Call Me in the Dark


Evil in the light.

Voices call me in the dark.

“Tell our story.”

– Jon Riki Karamatsu, Haiku Poem #144, 8/6/2018 –

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Empathy Spits Fire Back


Their rage won’t burn me.

Empathy spits fire back.

Change or die in pain.

– Jon Riki Karamatsu, Haiku Poem #143, 7/25/2018 –

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Keep Going


It was extremely dark when I left. I knew where I was heading, but I was afraid. Then the beautiful moon appeared behind me, lighting up the sky, as if it was telling me to keep going.

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Trapped


Trapped.

Wanting everything, yet desiring simplicity.
The more you get, the more they want.
With nothing, there’s just authenticity.
But with nothing, you feel like nothing.

When you work hard you get known.
Attacks and Accolades.
Maybe do less and hide.
Lonely and peaceful days.

Wanting the new, yet missing the old.
Change is constant, an unbreakable code.

Love my love. Love.
Love the pain from love. Still love.

Between everything and nothing is something.
Maybe all we need is something.

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