“Tidal”
Brine and seaweed flood
pool in sand with ebbing tides
in miniature.
Steve D
Category: Poetry
Haiku Sunday – Community
“Community”
Family, neighbors,
come together to foster
sense of belonging.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Mark
“Mark”
Scratch of pen or blade,
left to stain, or sting, the skin,
and be remembered.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Reckoning
“Reckoning”
What keeps you in place,
reticence? Or do you wait,
for the bell to toll?
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Rife
“Rife”
Furious orders,
known policies dismantled,
just to sow chaos.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Hole
“Hole”
Cozy wood panels,
cozy wood-burning fire,
and afternoon naps.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Up
“Up”
Warm sunny morning,
early bagel excursion,
hints of winter’s end.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Speck
“Speck”
Single speck of light,
among thousands in the night,
seeking to connect.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Hunker
“Hunker”
Shelter in the dark.
Enveloped, or so it seems,
one candle alight.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Sink
“Sink”
One thousand bubbles
at the surface, preventing
thoughts from settling.
Steve D
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