Original haiku thread

Sorrow digs too far
Grins forecast an unknown now
Where am I to be?

Fearless white rabbit
Your life a misstep, a jump
Today, it failed

I like these ones.

The last stanza felt too early, too out of place but I liked what I felt in the first two stanzas.

Arrow in your neck
Prey, don't pray, you're already here
Seethe, sleep, begone quiet

Spring summer fall ran
Winter slowly marches in
All is the wolf's work

Frolicking wind's gasp
The reeds whistle in its breath
A lonely swordsman

Sniff, sniff and a whiff
Oh my, quite pungent my dear
A feast for the nose

Coughing up blood from
my blistered trachea felt
compensatory.

COME ON, MORE HAIKUS. EVEN IF YOU'RE SHIT, COME ON.

They call me Sokka,
That is in the water tribe
I am not an oaf.

All joking aside
I've never made a haiku
It seems to be hard

Don't culturally
Appropriate Japanese
Art forms you white male