“Rivals”
Best of three, or five?
Game or weekly ritual?
Either way, we play.
Steve D
Category: Poetry
Haiku Sunday – Grow
“Grow”
Pulling himself up,
running, flash before our eyes,
a first year flown by.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Float
“Float”
Eyes closed to the sun,
blinding heat, refreshing cool.
Lost in ebb and flow.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Cool
“Cool”
Underwater rinse,
Melt away sweat, stress, fatigue.
Ice bath to float in.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Town
“Town”
Main streets down the block,
shops lit like they want you in,
no burned out row homes.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Tiger
“Tiger”
Tiger prowls the ledge.
Yellow eyes scan hungrily.
Few inches away.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Blend
“Blend”
Sandy dune beaches,
towering fir, pine, maple,
a strange wilderness.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Contrast
“Contrast”
Green foliage rustles.
Clear sky like glowing sapphire.
Vibrant morning hues.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Quality
“Quality”
Clear forest vista,
Chorus of chainsaws and chops,
and family time.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Brink
“Brink”
Pervasive tension.
Already over the brink.
Waiting for impact.
Steve D
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