A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Out of Season

Watermelon juice
Trickling down my thirsty throat
The taste of summer.

For C.B.

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4 Comments»

  echostains wrote @

Nice Haiku! I vaguely remember that feeling – seems so long ago now:-(

  Abigail Parker wrote @

We really did have watermelon for dessert last night – you can find it at specialty markets in the city. It was so special to eat it in November that I had to commemorate it!

  Rick Daddario wrote @

yeah. that taste of summer – ah too cool.

garden glee
this tomato from the vine
a taste of summer

ripe tomato
the taste of summer
in my hand

a taste of winter
frozen windshield rain
too hard to scrape

  Chuck wrote @

Sun Baked Memories
Barefoot Children Running Free
Summer warms the soul


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