A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Archive for night


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



Sunset-cast shadows
Point long fingers to the east
Implicating night.

Cold Night

Pallid winter moon
Rises from the snowy hills
Silver shadows fall.


Eclipse-reddened moon
The solstice’s bloodshot eye
Closes the old year.

The winter solstice of 2010 was marked by a full lunar eclipse; if you haven’t seen one, the moon doesn’t disappear, it turns red!


Frosty autumn night
The sound of chirping crickets
Creeps into the hearth.


Night takes off her jewels
Bequeaths her bright pearls to dawn
Strung on spider silk.

For Haiku Heights #17: Silk

After Buson

Runny nose dripping
My Solitaire cards dampened
A long night, and cold.

Inspired by a) having a cold today and b) Buson’s haiku:

Runny nose
Alone at the Go board
Long cold night.