poetry diary

Bowl of baking hills;
cacti forks, and rocks like knives –
devil’s kitchenware.

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For September Haiku Heights  – today’s prompt is ‘kitchen’.

By a frozen pond
a lonely goose, tired and cold,
decides to migrate.

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For September Haiku Heights  – today’s prompt is ‘decision’.

On the veranda,
summer snow of jasmine blooms:
garland-making time.

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For September Haiku Heights  – today’s prompt is ‘garland’. I am thinking of the tradition of using Jasmine for garlands in South India and elsewhere.

Blackened stonework, damp;
shell casings (scattered) like leaves;
floating feathers, white.

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For September Haiku Heights  – today’s prompt is ‘dove’.

Late summer sunset,
clouds float like ballerinas.
Kiss me. A swan dies.

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For September Haiku Heights  – today’s prompt is ‘ballet’.

A man and a dog,
dark storm clouds rising beyond.
Listen – faint bleating.

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For September Haiku Heights  – today’s prompt is ‘shepherd’.

A silver moon bow
embracing frozen hills;
a leaf sheds her snow.

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For September Haiku Heights  – today’s prompt is ‘silver’.

The May Queen dances.
An old woman by the church;
only her eyes move.

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For September Haiku Heights  – today’s prompt is ‘guardian’.