big city –
smart car passes
pink humvee
Tag: haiku
haiku 370
under the bumper
black feathers still flap
in the breeze
haiku 369
muggy summer night –
four young raccoons
prowl the back yard
haiku 368
through a break
in the trees
tornado
haiku 367
heat index rises –
outdoors and I become
better strangers
haiku 366
moon rises
as Venus, Jupiter set
behind the trees
haiku 365
plastic bag
flits in the breeze –
litterbug
haiku 364
late spring –
home from the vet
with a death sentence
#quikfic no more
I’m ending the #quikfic feature. It’s been fun, and it’s a great exercise in brevity, but, well, I’ve done that and I’m done with it. And frankly, the chronic fatigue syndrome doesn’t make it easy to do a 140-character story every week. I just can’t pull together the mental resources to meet the challenge.
Thanks for reading the #quikfics, and I hope you enjoyed them.
That leaves even less reason for anyone to show up here, given that I don’t remember the last time I wrote a short story. I’m down to a haiku and a quote every week. I’ll see if I can’t come up with something else for you to enjoy when you visit.
haiku 363
grocery store –
playing the harmonica
on his break