A Chiropractor

A chiropractor
manipulates your spine.
He pushes and prods
to put you back in line.

 

My Therapist

My therapist pokes and prods
To find out where I’m at odds.
We toss and turn each belief
In hopes I will find relief.
And with some luck I might see
What it is that makes me me.

 

Manners

A lack of consideration
seems to be the way of life.
If people only had some manners,
there would be a lot less strife.

 

Read other haiku poems by Peter in KOM’s Poetry Corner.