Old Moon

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Haiku

Not all traditional, but they're so much fun to write!

Birches

Sleek triplets white
in scattered flashes, adorn
winter's sleeping woods.


Weeds

Brash rustics, crowd in
among fine grass, thornĂ©d rose –
brave the slashing hoe.

Friendship

The hand's clasp unfelt
and sweet voiced words unspoken
love's gifts accepted.


Housemate

Why not alone taste
first savor of the day? Boor,
the bacon's burning.

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