Category: Haiku
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Frigid midnight
Frigid midnight: shooting star. At dawn the back deck sparkles. ____________________
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Rage, storm
Rage, storm: rescue me from bland and careful living. Teach me your wild ways. ____________________
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Walk you to work
Walk you to work through deep snow. Homeward, I trace our boot prints, side by side. ____________________
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Head-on they come
Head-on they come, four mares galloping. Hooves beat down, fresh snow feathers up. ____________________
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Deep fog hushes all
Deep fog hushes all distant sounds: and we expand to fill our small world. _________________
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No blanket

No blanket for me: big cat, oven-hot, pressed to my heart – all I need. _________________
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From the fishpond

I. Seasons (A poem in four linked haiku) We orange, we silver, we brazen dazzlers twisting around Summer’s knees: gold torpedoes flirt with air and blue sky, black bugs sucked from water’s lip into hungry throats. A daily feast of algae. We grow fat. But now comes Fall. Beware –…
