Haiku a Day
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Showing posts with label
three lines
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Wednesday, February 15, 2017
February 15, 2017
A breathtaking walk,
a dramatic backdrop- a
normal West Coast day.
Friday, January 27, 2017
January 27, 2017
Overwhelmed by the
enormity of future-
one tiny package.
Thursday, January 26, 2017
January 26, 2017
Selfies can be tough
to nail- if only I had
opposable thumbs.
Sunday, January 22, 2017
January 22, 2017
Can't remember the
feeling of wearing jeans- waist
lost to create life.
Friday, January 13, 2017
January 13, 2017
This seat is taken,
heating pad and all. Find a
new place- love, The Cat.
Wednesday, January 11, 2017
January 11, 2017
This door is armed. With
what wonder alarmed passers-
by- we'll never know.
Monday, January 09, 2017
January 9, 2017
Nature's beauty meets
our eyes daily- how often
do we notice it?
Sunday, January 08, 2017
January 8, 2017
Thinking of the week
ahead, I can't leave the bed-
sleep all day instead.
Saturday, January 07, 2017
January 7, 2017
Caturday is the
day most holy to cats- rest
today, don't smother.
Friday, January 06, 2017
January 6, 2017
Is this plague or just
a wretched cold? Only time,
survival will tell. . . .
Thursday, January 05, 2017
January 5, 2017
Superstitions still
fill our lives- will this year be
lucky? Knock on wood. . . .
Saturday, December 31, 2016
December 31, 2016
Clouds threaten, will the
year end with a bang? Whimper
would suit this year best.
Friday, December 30, 2016
December 30, 2016
A glass jungle in
which to play- Vancouver shines
in drizzle or sun.
Thursday, December 29, 2016
December 29, 2016
Better be no fog
at airport today- blue skies
and a smooth flight . . . please!
Wednesday, December 28, 2016
December 28, 2016
Know that you'll glower
when we return- how dare your
servants vacation.
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
December 27, 2016
It's cold outside, but
we'll brave it anyway- sales
beckon to masses.
Monday, December 26, 2016
December 26, 2016
Each winter walk with
you special- this route recalls
snowy proposal.
Sunday, December 25, 2016
December 25, 2016
Thought about for months,
gone in the blink of an eye-
Christmas day is here.
Saturday, December 24, 2016
December 24, 2016
Trees are bare, daylight
fades too soon, winter deepens-
yet still there is hope.
Friday, December 23, 2016
December 23, 2016
A fine day to fly
isn't necessary- I'll
find sunshine elsewhere.
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