A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Archive for Holidays

Sobriety Date III

One day at a time
Turns to one week, then one month
And, today, six years.


Recycling Day

Ice on the sidewalks
A discarded Christmas tree
Shelters the sparrows.

Christmas III

Not white, but silver….
Walking home in the pale light
Of a Christmas moon.


Early Christmas treats
Red finches pluck the berries
From a holly wreath.

Anniversary II

Like an amber trove…
Fragments of the past two years
Preserved in haiku.

9/11 II

Eleven long years
Since the world went up in flame…
Memories still burn.

Labor Day

Summer’s last picnic
Children spitting melon seeds
At the school year’s face.