a cloudy sort of day
All of these are at least ten years old, but could have easily been written today:
waiting for her call
I stare
at thunderclouds
sudden cloudburst —
the street puddles
join hands
thickening clouds —
a steady downpour
of beer
playing catch with my sons
...not a cloud in the sky
unrecognized
by an old friend —
clouds without rain
sunny spring day —
walking through a cloud
of perfume
disappearing into a cloudless sky a child’s balloon
Labels: haiku
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All of these are at least ten years old, but could have easily been written today:
waiting for her call
I stare
at thunderclouds
sudden cloudburst —
the street puddles
join hands
thickening clouds —
a steady downpour
of beer
playing catch with my sons
...not a cloud in the sky
unrecognized
by an old friend —
clouds without rain
sunny spring day —
walking through a cloud
of perfume
disappearing into a cloudless sky a child’s balloon
Labels: haiku