The blizzard whines through willow, bends the whole thicket, but one last leaf fluttering loose
Category: haiku
Haiku 8
To see hunter's moon slide door open and startle— deer shadows, gone.
Two-fer-Tuesday on Wednesday
under this lonely moon bemused by a solitary goose 'wonkg'— wanting the perfect V migration
Late. Aspen leaves rustle shake glints of harvest moon— GeWongk of geese fades south. In response to the Ragtag Community WoD: panoply
Hot wind, leaves rustle, flash green then silver with sun— Christmas tree lights! copious
Like imprinted ducklings— they follow her swagger across campus— these poetry undergrads Prepared in response to the Ragtag Community daily prompt: sequacious
Sabbath Day
Willow grove bows and nods articulating wind’s whim on which hawk rides, hunts Posted in response to both of the Ragtag Community Word of the Day: adulation, as well as, well, articulate. Thanks, guys and gals.
Smiling in Shadows
Blind old man, living alone in the nursing home could see but only a girl, smiling in shadows In response to the ragtime community prompt remember.
The Emptiest Empty is Silence
The silence was deafening. Except for the whir of the wind in the grasses and the clicking of grasshoppers in their yellow flight, except for the hiss and pop of the small fire on the rock, Eric couldn’t hear a sound. The sagebrush and sweet grass fire flickered in the wind, blue and yellow, on … Continue reading The Emptiest Empty is Silence
Long walk, looking for the muse Home at last! “Take your shoes off!” She is mopping floors. In response to the RDP word prompt fungible
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