haiku – Page 14 – Words and Feathers

Poem 20150424b

Friday Haiku
now on Friday
—–
sitting at my desk
even with the gray clouds
the last light filters in

NOT the Friday Haiku–but it will have to do.
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bird still sunshine warm
i carry you to your grave
and pity your silenced song

FRIDAY haiku

the sky, blue; the moon, white
the goose flies from west to east
into a rising sun, honking, alone

Friday Haiku

light on the water
reflections on the fish’s scales
double suns

FFFFFriiiiiiidaaaaaaay Haaaaaiiiikuuuuuu

without music
the little girl dances
waiting for her papa

FRIDAY HAIKU
FRIDAY HAIKU
FRIDAY HAIKU

from the roof’s apex
the phoebe watches us when
the dog sees a squirrel

Friday Haiku!

lunch on the table
games taken out and passed around
only the laughter is left

Sunday Haiku!
Because there wasn’t on on Friday!

the girl with the pig
tucked under her arm reminds me
of a laughing daughter

Friday Haiku
Friday Haiku
Friday Haiku

ignored, the toddler screams
in the supermarket aisle
just like me!

Friday Haiku!

blue soldiers, backs bent
march across a white lined field
a new notebook!