Cold rain heralded
her return. Killing frost trails
her, biding his time.
Autumn entourage
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Tomorrow
Opportunity
is knocking. Finally, I
will open the door.
Unresolved
Today we act as
if nothing happened. Over
night a cold front passed.
Pride goeth
My new business cards,
bearing my new title, all
printed with typos.
Wabi-sabi
To possess few things,
humble in beauty and worth.
Such simplicity.
Essential
The spareness of what
I write contrasts with my
cluttered existence.
Haiku journal
Nit-picking each and
every syllable my mind
focused on detail.
Unseasonable
mother nature’s miss
taken october for jewel
eye’s endless summer.
Transformed
Foggy days. The shroud
of mystery that veils our
ordinary lives.
Inanimate
J spilled nail polish
remover on my mother’s
chest. I screamed, then cried.
a haiku a day 