“Brief”
Fleeting stopover,
seeing the sights in transit,
and a short return.
Steve D
Tag: poem
Haiku Sunday – Sand
“Sand”
Grit runs through fingers,
burying feet, hiding shells,
dig, pile, and smash.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Fresh
“Fresh”
Carpet’s worth of fur,
extricated and disposed.
Open the windows.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Discovery
“Discovery”
New insect sighted,
must uncover its secrets:
cicada killer!
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Roil
“Roil”
Aqua-teal waves churn,
black stones a steadfast buttress,
to hold off the tide.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Redolent
“Redolent”
Scented memory,
like wood stove smoke in the rain,
or salt on the wind.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Ascent
“Ascent”
Verdant underbrush,
turns to dense fog and scorched pines,
to arid ridges.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Venture
“Venture”
Wandering heading,
noncommittal arrival,
free adventure day.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Skip
“Skip”
Cracks in the sidewalk,
alternate like stepping stones,
over lava pit.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Frog
“Frog”
Poisonous darter,
warty lily-pad sitter,
or leggy leapers?
Steve D
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