leaving work Friday
three detours and twice as long
getting home’s worth it
leaving work Friday
three detours and twice as long
getting home’s worth it
southbound truck thawing
leaves behind stowaway snow
distant winter storm
leveled to bare dirt
forty years debris removed
just memories left
pigeons on high wire
jockeying for position
one hovers backward
stopping at red light
composing the next haiku
the sun rose instead