A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.


Two figure skaters
Turn ice into a dance floor
Spinning on silver.



  Chuck wrote @

you must have been watching the ic dancing on TV.

Old Sheets Tacked to Wood
A Sail Held By A Young Child
On An Icy Pond

  Abigail Parker wrote @

I was! Yours sounds like more fun.though. (I still have the scar from the last time I was on ice skates….)

  Ronald Wohl wrote @

I enjoyed the spinning on silver idea. just another of your wonderful insights…

  Chuck wrote @

My father used to make the sails for my brother and sister to get pushed across a lake in the town we grew up. I was a few years younger and too small, by the time I got older, the skating trips had stopped.

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