A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

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Stille Nacht II

Street lights cast their glow
Through the deep winter twilight
Silent snow sifts by.

Refined

Pink steam billowing
From refinery smokestacks
Rosy dawn’s magic.

Monochrome

Flat silver river
Smooth as an unstruck nickel
Two gray geese descend.

On a Juxtaposition Seen through a Train Window

Where the spirits mix…
Steam from a Budweiser plant
Shades an old graveyard.

Thermometer

Silver mercury
Scrambles to ninety degrees
Summer’s last hot day.

Reentry

First day back at work
The office heating system
Still on vacation.

After Buson III

White morning glory
The hedge clippers hesitate
For just a moment.

Misty Morning II

Single cormorant
Why do foghorns always sound
Lonely in the dawn?

Aubade II

Saturday morning
A chorus of lawnmowers
Suburban music.

Backpost II, or, Why I Didn’t Post This Weekend

A blue screen of death
Vast as a tropical sea…
No haiku today.

I wrote this haiku on 2/19/2011 but, due to aforementioned BSOD, couldn’t post it then…