Some of my favorite writing is word painting. Haiku is one of the brushes I choose for it's conciseness in joining visual images and emotions in a minimal space. Purists would deny my entries are 'by the book' Haiku. I won't argue with them. I don't remember the last time I did anything 'by the book'. So just enjoy. Write some of your own. Share them like melt-a-way chocolates on the tip of your tongue.
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Sun closes its eye
Winds rock the restless shore waves
Campfires spark the moon
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January cold
Squeaks beneath my warm snow boots
Frosts my gloved fingers
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Strawberry perfume
Wafts from rain soaked summer field
Taste-buds salivate
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Awakening Spring
Peeks from budding blanket leaves
“has the winter gone”?
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mother zips my smile
laces spontaneity
marches me off to learn
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red amaryllis
trumpets recent arrival
in full blown silence
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