Haiku #121, #122, #123, #124

estranged from the group

but waiting for acceptance

the other is us


walls, language, culture

are walls that keep us apart

anxious potted plants


the foot and the hand

refuse to work together

paralyzed body


approaching stranger

harbinger of danger or

foretaste of friendship?


Written for Carpe Diem, #316

Prompt: Strangers

 

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