A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Archive for haiku


Fallen plum blossoms
Translucent on wet pavement
The day after rain.


Maple samaras
Tiny green helicopters
Twirling from the trees.

Aubade II

Saturday morning
A chorus of lawnmowers
Suburban music.


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


A fresh gust of wind
Lifts the weeping willow’s skirt
Swirling green pollen.

12th Street

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


Pale green jewelweed
Silverplated by the dew
Early May morning.