Tag: haiku

it’s cold

it’s cold – the sunlight, the air, the stones, the cat’s fur, your eyes – and everything…

Alone on the street

alone on the street- do I just make some friends with the dry fallen leaves?…

Migrating birds

migrating birds soar nervously in the sky; anxiety inside…

I feel it

I feel it sweeping in – new coolness in the rooms, through the cracks it’s sneaking

Early afternoon

early afternoon, overcast; peeling potatoes and sorting my thoughts