Haiku a Day
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Monday, January 21, 2019
January 21, 2019
Autumn flows through bare
winter, new life pushes up-
spring is drawing near.
Sunday, January 20, 2019
January 18, 2019
Week whimpers to end,
grey clouds close in, choking light-
light rain rat-a-tats.
January 16, 2019
Primula glistens
with winter rain- paradise
colour before spring.
Monday, January 07, 2019
January 3, 2019
Submerge me tonight,
cold shower after dinner-
then retire early.
Friday, December 21, 2018
December 21, 2018
A glimpse of sunshine,
memories of summers passed-
winter solstice gift.
Thursday, December 20, 2018
December 20, 2018
Despite December's
gloomy weather, spring things grow-
springtime is coming.
Tuesday, December 18, 2018
December 18, 2018
Christmas grows closer,
one more day crossed off- Advent
calendar nears end.
Sunday, December 16, 2018
December 16, 2018
Snow might not show up,
we can pretend anyways-
West Coast winter woes.
Thursday, December 13, 2018
December 13, 2018
Raindrops shine, though light
in winter is dim- jewels
to light December.
Wednesday, December 12, 2018
December 12, 2018
Rain-soaked West Coast night,
probably no white Christmas-
we're okay with that.
Monday, December 10, 2018
December 10, 2018
Anticipation
grows day by day- Christmas is
different with kids.
Sunday, December 02, 2018
December 2, 2018
Fresh boughs gathered, a
reminder of December,
knocking at door- wreath.
Saturday, December 01, 2018
December 1, 2018
Child's look of wonder,
December's a strange time of
year- o Christmas tree.
Friday, November 30, 2018
November 30, 2018
Trying to light deck,
old autumn chrysanthemum-
daylight fades too soon.
Sunday, November 18, 2018
November 18, 2018
Bouquet of flowers,
something to remind me that
spring will return- soon.
Friday, November 16, 2018
November 16, 2018
Artificial sun
when the real one deserts us-
yellow bouquet shines.
Wednesday, November 14, 2018
November 14, 2018
A reminder of
warmer climes, fairer seasons-
anthuriums.
Tuesday, November 06, 2018
November 6, 2018
Clouds with faces, names,
drift by as I dream of spring-
brown leaves flutter down.
November 5, 2018
Deepening autumn,
visible from my warm nest-
cold sea winks at me.
Sunday, November 04, 2018
November 4, 2018
Days growing shorter,
deeper we fall- until the
solstice, seize the night.
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