Green was once my love, /
pliable to the moment: /
Insinuating.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Insinuating”
Green was once my love, /
pliable to the moment: /
Insinuating.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Squiggles”
Squiggles through brown grass. /
Western sun blushes gray clouds. /
Wind ushers in chill.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Distant bell”
The distant bell sings;
its song peels away the hours:
dream by dream by dream.
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Haiku to you, two, Thursday: “Light drips”
The sun flows beyond
the horizon and the day’s
light drips into dreams.
[Editor’s note: In rereading, several times, this haiku, I decided it needed a little tweaking. The tweaking eventually became changing the positions of two words: “flows” and “drips.” Even if you don’t agree with the change, you can see how the repositioning of two words in the poem changes the imagery in it.]
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Sun drips”
The sun drips beyond
the horizon and the day’s
light flows into dreams.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Water falling down”
Water falling down, /
stumbling over the moment, /
my heart lands in tears.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Great Escape”
Smiles, hugs, and paper; /
Presents, bows, and tape askew. /
Great escape again.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Love in the folds”
Love is an art form /
tucked deep into a book’s fold: /
read, forgotten, dreamed.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Clotted Christmas”
Glass sparkled roadway /
cold winds and clotted metal /
Christmas and cop lights.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Heart”
Take apart my heart:
blood vessels, valves, and muscles.
Your love beats there still.
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