Category Archives: haiku
September 30
at the right moment . things align, but only if . we are there for it
September 29
when the fog settles . sounds no longer have pictures . they just disappear
September 26
in each reflection . there is a hint of what is . and what is coming
September 24
delicate brushstrokes . paint the sky for a moment . but soon disappear
September 21
there is always one . that goes first, a harbinger . of what is to come
September 20
sometimes the quiet . of a rainy afternoon . is just what we need
September 17
the squirrel is thinking . about its own survival . not what you’re wearing
September 16
a shadow is cast . oftentimes unknowingly . in all that we do
