Just pair harvest moon And crystal droplets Forlornly falling.
Tag: #Haiku
Morning Haiku – 68
Lazing, grazing Cattle meander meadows Like drifting clouds
Morning Haiku – 67
Skittling Scullery skulking Kids Scatter upturned cups.
Morning Haiku – 66
Season’s first north wind Sparkles up the serenade Of my new wind chime
Morning Haiku – 65
As clouds age north-wise They gradually crown themselves With snowy white wreaths.
Morning Haiku – 64
Rising dust smudges The polished blue of the sky – a combine’s con-trail.
Morning Haiku – 63
Sad face split Like the Conquered conker, In bits and floored.
Morning Haiku – 62
Rouge tints shy, dry cheeks Of ivy blanket wrapping Autumn tea retreat.
Morning Haiku – 61
The liquid mirror offers shorebound rovers a moment’s reflection.
Morning Haiku – 60
Bright bunting billows, Like proud bursting sails, bows with Busty figureheads.