Warm beds bring slow things;
a poem, delayed, makes its way,
folded into day
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(I thought I had missed your poem and then remembered to circle back around)
Warm beds bring slow things;
a poem, delayed, makes its way,
folded into day
#SmallPoems #SundayHaiku response
(I thought I had missed your poem and then remembered to circle back around)
morning came same time
but found me tired in bed,
cozy, so late start
Merely a dusting,
with only the skittering
tracks of night creatures
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light snow gently falls,
coating the grass and sidewalks.
trucks spread salt freely.
Remnants of a moon;
night dust and refracted light
slumbering on glass
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thirty degree chill
kept me under covers a
bit longer today
(I am up now with breakfast coffee at hand.)
thirty degree chill
kept me under covers a
bit longer today
(I am up now with breakfast coffee at hand.)
heavy frost to scrape
before going for donuts
announces winter
heavy frost to scrape
before going for donuts
announces winter
Etching art on glass,
frozen moments of night pass
into memory
#SmallPoems #SundayHaiku response
heavy frost to scrape
before going for donuts
announces winter
Some days, the world breaks
down, like decomposition
of leaves in the rain
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(You and are writing a lot about leaves these days .. we are true New Englanders)
rainy and cool out
as the dawn breaks for the day
to dry fallen leaves
A wind dance romance;
each branch leaves its love to chance,
and wild circumstance
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(Yet another one that doesn't quite make sense but is built on rhyme word play, which I enjoy doing from time to time)
hanging leaves are sparse
as fall completes its changes
auguring winter
Time seems elusive
when the hands of the small clock
bend themselves backwards
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the clocks are set back
no longer are we saving
time. It's standard now.
chilly at the start
of an expected cool day,
this marks October
chilly at the start
of an expected cool day,
this marks October
Trees become artists:
they're painting summer grass with
dollops of color
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chilly at the start
of an expected cool day,
this marks October
Each day brings delay
as summer decays into
Autumn's short embrace
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