Carl Setzer

Morning Haiku: July 7. 2026

two people clapping
quirky, stuttering rythmn
a small cloud of gnats

on the edge of dreams 
the windchimes' lullaby 
luring me closer

as the seasons change
I watch the clouds passing by
while sipping my tea

listening to rain

this gentle patter flowing

calm morning darkness

kindness's beauty
gracefully upon petals
amidst the dew drops

living in this world
of malice and cruelty
let's magnify grace

awaiting sunlight 
car engines join their choir 
the motion of life

waiting for dawn
eastern hills remain dark 
rattling raindrops

a day of rainfall 
with mists moving through the firs
speaking to my soul

through the coldest rain
while the bitter wind bites hard
with the sun fading