A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Archive for Wind


Layers of pink tulle
Double-flowering cherries
Flounce their underskirts.


As the World Turns

Vernal equinox
Though the wind is bitter cold
Hope – spring’s eternal.


Gusty winter day
Unlatched storm doors slam open
Flailing in the wind.

Dog Park

Sudden gust of wind
Puppies give delighted chase
To the falling leaves.


Cirrus-spangled sky
Clouds carved into ice sculptures
By the autumn wind.

Drill Team

The last cicadas
Shrill their dry trill through treetops
Rattled by the breeze.


Plumes of lavender
Cast their fragrance to the breeze
Summer’s sweet incense.