This post contains the haiku/senryu I've written so far this month.
Geese overhead
She misses
the traffic arrow
Fresh blueberries
falling into
Chucky 's laughter
Moonrise
The slow curve
Of her lips
Manager's Office
The telephone cord
trembling
Low winter sun
A slice of banana
In Raisin Bran
Starless night
The vast emptiness
of my wallet
Below the ice-
The wide eyes
of the fish
Contrails-
The perfume of a
Passing woman
On
Call
Daily-
voices inside the voices
inside my head
Icicles-
Screams from the other
side of the wall
Bowl of granola-
The morning crunch of
the Mailman's boots
Flowering rhododendron-
Only a seven syllable poem
And until next we meet, may all your potatoes be sweet (and dusted with cinnamon.)
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