A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

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Perspective II

Buried in blankets
The cat never happier
Than when I’m home sick!

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Contentment

Mug of hot cocoa
The cat purring in my lap
Blissful winter day.

Muse

“The Muse, like a cat
Never comes when you call her”:
Unfinished haiku.

Cat III

Cold winter morning
The Forbidden Closet door
Doesn’t wake the cat.

Cat II

Ivory statue
Slowly blinks its sapphire eyes
A Siamese cat.

Snow

The year’s first snowfall
The cat bats at the window
To catch the snow birds.

Cat

Ears stiff as sailcloth,
Whiskers poised like galley oars,
The hunter embarks.