Okie Haiku
Where you step
In the yard of bovine
Is not where you want to be
You never know what you’ll find here.
Okie Haiku
Where you step
In the yard of bovine
Is not where you want to be
I come from a family who migrated from the parched red dirt Plaines of southern rural Oklahoma. Migrating to blue collar working class community of East Los Angeles. There is where I was born. I am Mr. Writermelon. I can only write what my grammar and spell checker allows. I am neither profound nor profane. Boy howdy! Send comment to: Mr.writermelon@gmail.com View more posts