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Tag Archives: haiku
Ordinary #midnighthaiku
* A life of small things The artist’s eye finds beauty Illuminating *
Petals #midnighthaiku
* Nights jewelled heavens Strewn upon the counterpane Stars of quiet joy *
Awakenings #midnighthaiku
Small awakenings Bringing the flower to fruit Sweet expectation
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Still #midnighthaiku
* Frost chills the morning Warmth a distant memory The sun still rises *
Pure #midnighthaiku
* Spirit taking form Inevitable descent The essence of life *
Small #midnighthaiku
* Small joys and wonders Tenacious yet fragile Rest safe in the heart *
Guilty #midnighthaiku
Hiding is futile Guilt can wear many faces Some still melt the heart Ani demands that I point out that these are old photos and she would not dream of unstuffing anything these days… she says.
Breath #misnighthaiku
* Momentary pause The last deep breath of winter Exhales daffodils *
Denial #midnighthaiku
Spirit of the wild Origin and inner child Crushed beneath our feet
Robin #midnighthaiku
* Constant companion An ever watchful presence A song gladly shared *
