“Orchard”
Would orchard branches
tangle if not groomed, in rows?
Somehow, I think not.
Steve D
Tag: haiku
Haiku Sunday – Autumn
“Autumn”
Grit and moisture cling,
“Dead leaves on the dirty ground, “
A chill tingles skin.
This song does not particularly remind me of autumn. I just liked that the line fit in seven syllables.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Night
“Night”
Eyes droop, yawns abound,
and breath eases to a sigh.
It’s nearly bedtime.
Steve D
Traveler’s Haiku – Persistence
“Persistence”
A single sliver
is a chasm to the one
who will not be stopped.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Uncertain
“Uncertain”
Hesitant footfalls.
Fog descends to veil the way.
Will you continue?
Steve D
Traveler’s Haiku – Gust
“Gust”
Sand and spray pierce clothes,
a warning to find shelter,
but she calls to me.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Gold
“Gold”
Fiery sunburst
drives off midnight sky and sea;
brass-stained horizon.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Kind
“Kind”
The kind to display
kindness sees every other
as one of a kind.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Characters
“Characters”
Shatter the soulstone,
infinite shards become whole,
characters of me.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Thousand
“Thousand”
Innumerable
stars glinting in your eyes, so
we say a thousand.
Steve D
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