A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Archive for Senryu

12th Street

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



Sober for four years:
Fourteen-hundred sixty days
One day at a time.

My Least Favorite Day

One lost hour of sleep
Darkness where there should be dawn
Daylight savings time.


Cold winter evening
A man lights a cigarette
To make the bus come.

This actually “works” surprisingly often…

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…


Snow melts around soot
A month’s worth of allergens
In the air today!

Old News

December headlines
Peek through January snow –
February thaw.