sunlight through window
only reaches this corner
a few times each year
2020.11.13: rare morning
Category: haiku
2020.11.11: precarious
branch not quite fallen
held up by crook in the neck
dangling in the breeze
2020.11.10: tick tock
the clock struck midnight
the caterpillar turned into –
a row of pumpkins
for the sake of Old Glory
honor the oaths you’ve taken
2020.11.09: falling short
picture can’t capture
the dance of the falling leaves
neither can mere words
2020.11.07: fathom
can you tell what’s real
and what’s just a reflection
true depth lies beneath
Longing For Water 