How warm was the sun?
But winter wasn’t over, so
Tulips will shiver.
National Haiku Day
I went through a brief period of writing these & haven’t since. Off the top of my head, here are a few new ones.
objecting to the cold
i stick hands in my pockets
how is this april?
the heat i carry
in the deep core of myself
burns like glowing coal
protective big goose
i will not bother your nest
i fed you stale bread
it is still so cold
wisconsin legs are too white
put some pants on, dude
Write one! Feel free to post it in the comments.
Haiku #6
Fog made of cold air on a warm river. My smoke and it seem the same.
(I wrote a few on Facebook in the past week or so, but am taking a break from FB, so here they are instead.)
Here are the others:
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