A Winter’s Gale

winter gale blowing 
fiercely upon the shoreline
while the mountains gaze

Tonight’s Haiku: Along The Shore

Along the shore in Edmonds

underneath the sun
walking along the shoreline
grace within winter

Black History Month Poets

Harlem
BY LANGSTON HUGHES
What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

Walking in the Rain: A Haiku

walking in the rain
memories of icy winds
glories of wool coats

Suburban Walk

Suburban walk

walking under clouds 
sunlight warning my cold hands
suburban living

Tickle in my throat

A haiku for my cold

tickle in my throat 
as coughing then commences
autumnal viri

Feasting Upon Sunlight

Spring blossoms

garden's delights
feasting upon sunlight
and spring rains

A Near Autumn Haiku

These ghosts of summer

Gently fading into time

This cool morning air

Glorious Daisies : A Late Night Haiku

this daisy riot
petals reaching for the sky
buzzing content bees

I wrote this haiku a few months ago, but some glitch kept it from posting. Glad I found it, and now to share it with you.

An Edmonds Haiku

Edmonds ferry terminal at night

Along the water
Feeling the grace of motion
Rippling light waves