24 May 2017

Haiku 2017/144

when the fog rolls in
when the birds have stopped singing
when night has fallen

23 May 2017

22 May 2017

21 May 2017

Haiku 2017/141

The sky did nothing.
All day it shone, clear and blue.
Then it disappeared.

20 May 2017

18 May 2017

17 May 2017

16 May 2017

Haiku 2017/136

blow briskly, breezes;
bending branches arabesque,
all flags are flapping