“Hole”
Cozy wood panels,
cozy wood-burning fire,
and afternoon naps.
Steve D
Tag: poem
Haiku Sunday – Up
“Up”
Warm sunny morning,
early bagel excursion,
hints of winter’s end.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Peace
“Peace”
A sacred contract,
to tolerate, allow space-
not for bigotry.
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
Haiku Sunday – Linchpin
“Linchpin”
Three generations,
household families become clans,
extended from one.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Enough
“Enough”
Attempts to be all,
until all becomes white noise,
deafened by silence.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Connect
“Connect”
Split wood in the hearth,
food- and wine-laden table,
and relaxed laughter.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Candle
“Candle”
Lone flickering flame,
holding the darkness at bay,
glowing focal point.
Steve D
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