Haiku Laundromat

I thought this place could
help iron out my verses.
False advertising.

A few years ago, while visiting Maui, I made a special drive to check out this village with an irresistible name. That’s two hours of my life I’ll never get back.

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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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