“Flock”
Little birds nesting,
watch and record each movement,
process real-time “threats”.
Steve D
Tag: haiku
Haiku Sunday – Distraction
“Distraction”
One thousand red dots,
gnats buzzing, fogging over,
reality veiled.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Why
“Why”
Collected habits,
mosaic of rituals,
forming new outlook.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Wick
“Wick”
Little waxy length,
to light an unburned candle,
and share light anew.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Violence
“Violence”
Let not rage of heart
guide clenched fists to violence,
but to open aid.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Gloss
“Gloss”
Temporary sheen,
briefest sign of clean before
scuffs from little feet.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Amber
“Amber”
Serene winter night,
warmed by amber candlelight,
portent of sun bright.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Build
“Build”
Creativity
flows, or rather, stacks like bricks.
Miniature play.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Eager
“Eager”
Excitement borders
on impatience for the day
of toy unwrapping.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Reestablish
“Reestablish”
Years of history,
momentary connections,
dormant roots regrown.
Steve D
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