“Aged”
Harsh edges mellowed,
absorbed, rounded in wood grain,
with lingering burn.
Steve D
Tag: poem
Haiku Wednesday – Signal
“Signal”
A beacon is lit,
or a silent gesture made,
a hand reaching out.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – List
“List”
Seasonal to-do’s,
ever-changing home-making,
improve step-by-step.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Air
“Air”
Dive to the bottom,
uncover secret darkness,
come up for a breath.
Haiku Sunday – Greet
“Greet”
Unofficial greetings,
in impromptu playground games,
with hopes for new friends.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Inject
“Inject”
Newness injection,
fresh ideas and faces,
for stimulation.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Brief
“Brief”
Fleeting stopover,
seeing the sights in transit,
and a short return.
Steve D
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
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