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?

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