“Red-Tail”
Perched above her range
the queen surveys. I bow to
her magnificence.
Steve D
Tag: haiku
Haiku Sunday – Fog
“Fog”
Peripheral blurs,
Light fades as vision caves in,
Trapped in the blackness.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Border
“Border”
This great river makes
a better boundary than
a line on the map.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Solstice
“Solstice”
These sweet summer days
A festival of light, warmth-
and I’m here at work.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Blood
“Blood”
If red sunrise means
that blood was spilled, would not the
sun always be red?
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Earth / Chi
“Earth / Chi”
The oak wavers not;
stable, inexorable,
spreading its root wide.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Sunrise 2
“Sunrise 2”
Rose, magenta, peach –
all ripple and weave on the
early horizon.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Mud 2
“Mud 2”
Caked-on mud bakes,
limbs sun-cast into bricks – my
earthenware armor.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Wind / Fu
“Wind / Fu”
Air does not settle.
Always moving, it surrounds
and envelops all.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Overcast
“Overcast”
Stitch your clouds across
the sky, a billowing quilt
of heavenly down.
Steve D
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