Hard Times Haiku

Farm boy leading a dog

Hard Times Haiku

I guess we were poor.
Didn’t know what we were missing.
Quite unlike today.

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Bobby Ball

I love poetry. But I'm picky. No one pays me to read and write poems. It's more of a labor of love. I guess that puts me in good company. This is a project to discover why some poems strike you deep, deep down, while others leave you cold. I've got some ideas, and I'm eager to learn. I'll show you some of mine. Maybe we'll learn something new.

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