Day: August 4, 2020

Morning Triku V

No-Ku

No Haiku today

Sunny thoughts all gone astray

Fog of yesterday

Ash

Coffee and a smoke

Hot ink burns paper beneath

fumes of wet ash rise

To live is to love

To love is to share your life

To share is to live

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Flight

To live is to walk

To love is to fly on air

To hate is to fall

Sunrise

Newborn head blood red

Futures grow, tomorrow’s shed

Day is born, night is dead

Writing

Morning pencil dulled

White to black, blank sheets now filled

Pages of discarded time

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Buzzing bee spring petal lie,

flying weightless in blue sky.

Often returns to beloved queen,

gifts of labor and all that’s seen.

Deep in hive she reins on golden throne.

Lonely she cries for the world unknown.

The End

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