Upon the brown grass /
glistens winter’s translucence, /
refracting wonder. /
Upon the brown grass /
glistens winter’s translucence, /
refracting wonder. /
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The nip of winter /
a small feral animal /
happy to see you.
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Pain is a song /
whose melody is as true /
as its words are inadequate.
[Editor’s note: a modified haiku structure, varying a little from the 5 syllable, 7 syllable, 5 syllable structure. Still, I believe it carries the spirit of a haiku.]
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My things talk to me. /
My fellow humans do not. /
“Beep,” I say to you.
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Before the morning sun, /
we hurl our love into space: /
a rope to pull us along.
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Lawnmowers silenced /
Crippled grass cries out for rain: /
alms for the parched Earth.
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Sun pushes aside /
clouds that blanket the valley: /
morning greets the Earth.
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Fall dips into day. /
Wings open unto the sky: /
migration returns.
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The wind and the truth, /
Whirl on fall’s brittle edge: /
Leaves and love are brown.
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The rooms are endless, /
Like stars in the universe /
In my summer’s dream.
[Editor’s note: This takes the same idea as last week’s haiku and takes it in a slightly different way.]
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