“Gust”
Sand and spray pierce clothes,
a warning to find shelter,
but she calls to me.
Steve D
Tag: poem
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
Haiku Sunday – Ripple
“Ripple”
Little candlelights
dance across the sea’s surface,
the sun’s light captured.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Portrait
“Portrait”
Red sun rising, a
portrait, though fleeting, it is
captured in my mind.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Rooftop
“Rooftop”
The city’s breaths warm
under a sun-dappled sky
before the rains come.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Pine
“Pine”
Hours of labor
Exposing the grain beneath
Our beachy cottage
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – First
“First”
First meal delivered
To the porch while sanding dust
Coats the living room.
Steve D
