The motes in the sun /
bloom larger with each movement /
downward into snow.
Tag Archives: Thursday
Haiku to you Thursday: “Motes”
The motes in the sun /
bloom larger with each movement /
downward into snow.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Table”
The best linen rests /
surrounded by plates and pie. /
Scraps become compost.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Trees”
Trees undress for Fall. /
Dance naked to Winter’s wind. /
Entice Spring’s young eyes.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Tickle”
Grass grows green somewhere. /
For now lawnmowers slumber. /
Rakes tickle the dead.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Journal”
Too long, no entry: /
bad, bad writer, no doughnut. /
Sprinkles word this page.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Penny and Pen”
Penny and a pen: /
discovered predawn treasures, /
abandoned futures.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Found”
Finally found me? /
You say you knew me back when, /
but I was not lost.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Dawn, clouds, sky”
Dawn paints a pale blue. /
Clouds look like flat, black atolls. /
Sky is sea above.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “All that is…”
All that is absurd /
falls. All that is not descends /
gracefully to rest.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Answer”
After the answer /
came the question no one asked: /
are answers enough?
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