“30”
Thirty years on,
and I forget my age more
than fret over it.
Steve D
Tag: haiku
Haiku Sunday – Toast
“Toast”
How can a few words
or seventeen syllables
capture a man’s life?
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Gone
“Gone”
You were a shadow,
lingering despite time, but
your true self shone through.
Steve D
Traveler’s Haiku – Pyramid
“Pyramid”
Skeletal ranges
rise over a desert gem
filled with hidden life.
Steve D
Traveler’s Haiku – Rockies
“Rockies”
Fresh pine and smoked wood;
breathe deeply the mountain air
over scenic views.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Returns
“Returns”
Some places don’t change.
Its people reunited,
reliving shared pasts.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Oops
“Oops”
A weekly habit
can still be ruined by a
scheduling conflict.
Somehow I managed to schedule my weekly haiku for yesterday, rather than today. So here’s a freebie.
Steve D
Haiku Saturday – Shower
“Shower”
A cascade of gifts
for an unborn child — also
known as Pre-Birthday.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Torrential
“Torrential”
Pouring from the sky,
rain bubbles on the ground, a
tub with a clogged drain.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Stroll
“Stroll”
The young pup races,
and old dog tried to keep up,
recalling his youth.
Steve D
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