A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Archive for color


Maple samaras
Tiny green helicopters
Twirling from the trees.


Hidden in plain sight
A gray moth on gray tree bark
Waits for night to fall.

12th Street

An old trolley track
Slices the street with silver
Sunlight after rain.


Pale green jewelweed
Silverplated by the dew
Early May morning.


Purple fireworks
Bursting from a long green stem
Allium in bloom.

Birdwatching III

Bluer than sapphire
Singing from a budding tree
Indigo bunting.


Bursting on the tongue
Juicy purple amethysts
A stem of black grapes.