Continuing the challenge to keep writing poems of 144 characters or less. Here are three more #micropoems. Poetry for twitter 🙂

1.

my finger is on the trigger

needle is in the vein

my blood is on my hands

my soul is in disarray



2.

lost is the answer

question remains’ uncertain

all that is certain

is mortality



3.

red mist clears

sun breaks through the clouds

my soul is in my hands

red poppies look beautiful

in the cold morning light

© 2016 Michael D Emmerich