“Growth”
Selective harvest,
taking only what you need,
and the forest thrives.
Steve D
Category: Poetry
Haiku Sunday – Visit
“Visit”
Afternoon coffee,
neighborhood jaunt, then porch-sit.
Watch the town flow by.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Bustle
“Bustle”
Non-stop production,
and then a moment of rest,
and I feel restless.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Revise
“Revise”
Rethink word placement,
or choice, or phraseology,
to serve the story.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Ghost
“Ghost”
Ghost, you call, pointing.
Just a shadow, I explain.
And yet, I wonder.
Steve D
My three-year-old insists on calling any shadow he sees a “ghost”. I’ve tried to correct him a few times, but the more I think about it, the creepier the idea is. So I hope you all are equally creeped out. You’re welcome. *laughs in Halloween*
Haiku Sunday – Intoxicate
“Intoxicate”
Wake up with morning,
steaming energy, then shift
to numbing tonic.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Seabreeze
“Seabreeze”
Unrelenting force
sweeping hair and crying gulls,
full of salt and bluster.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Tide
“Tide”
Undercurrent bass,
low roars and rattling sighs,
a layered chorus.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Over
“Over”
Eyes trace the tree line,
blink for a new horizon.
Climb, reach, gaze, again.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Level
“Level”
Serene horizon
disguising tides in tumult,
like shards of sapphire.
Steve D
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