Haiku

After the rainstorm

Hanging stars on a clothesline

A nighttime project

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Cooked poetry

My hand fell over the handle

The pot’s lid trapping

the aroma of bouillabaisse before

attracting any more attention

Such a lyrical dish

has many a fish tale

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Winter Haiku

Cold breath of winter
An exhale of snow falling
Still and silent

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Haiku for dinner

Off the beaten trail
Touts a diner’s blinking sign
Best blue-plate special

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Good cheer

Melancholy cure
Take a teaspoon of happy
Repeat once a day

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Brief encounter

Iris slips into royal colors
Her petals a fleur-de-lis
For a brief encounter
She makes her entrance
And then gently drops away

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Poem for the day

Do you see me
the same way,
As when we were young?
No, says he,
You are like fine wine…
So much better.

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Photo by Arthur Brognoli

Hiking poetry

Twenty feet apart from me
Deep footprints in mud
Up one side of the hill
Squirrels run
Masquerading as children playing
Hide and seek
I’ve been this way before
A rocky trail unfolding like moths

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A toast to an old friend

Let us toast to the old tree
Picnics in summer shade
A canopy of green
Where the hammock rocked gently
And fall leaves rustled under foot
But now she is gone
Mottled rings tell her age
Hushed secrets ancestral friend
Tree angels are here for you

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Photo by Joey Kyber

Poetry is everywhere

Found a photograph
In the pocket of the
Thrift store overcoat
Kodachrome image
Locked in a faded snapshot
A stranger in my palm

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Image: Highsmith, Carol M., 1946-, photographer