late-night storm
lightning strips the shadows
from the trash cart
Category: haiku
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in a dream
I take
a nap
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funeral home –
my dad looks
at his dad
haiku 265
flattened squirrel –
bushy tail
flits in the breeze
haiku 264
tornado outbreak –
grilled cheese sandwich
while I watch
haiku 263
bookstore coffee
smells like something
a baby did
haiku 262
I throw out
the damaged keepsakes
Mom can’t bear to
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warmer days –
pretty young women
shed winter cocoons
haiku 260
spring sleet fills
roof valleys,
potholes
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in my mind
we are all
still so young