Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Haiku of the Day

     
A hot eastern wind;
blue skies and sun baked mountains.
(The summer solstice.)
          
        

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Haiku of the Day

     
An old brown shoe-box
in the back of the closet,
full of memories
forgotten and neglected
with the turning of the world. 
     
   

Monday, June 19, 2017

Haiku of the Day

      
Such a small object
to trigger old memories.
(That June day was cold.)
   
    

Thursday, June 15, 2017

Haiku of the Day

    
Watching the ice melt
diluting the Black Label
(fading memories).
   
    

Tuesday, June 06, 2017

Haiku of the Day

         
At the coming night, 
with the closing of the day,
I lay down my head.
(A billion stars in the sky
lights a path to my repose.)
      
   

Monday, June 05, 2017

Haiku of the Day

    
Monday morning haze,
Southern California June,
prelude to summer.
   

Haiku of the Day

    
(A table for one.)
With a Scotch in front of me
I feel less lonely,
   

Thursday, June 01, 2017

Haiku of the Day

 
Outside my window
the music of falling rain
(the first day of June).

On the first of June;
the music of falling rain
outside my window.

On the first of June
I wake to the falling rain
outside my window. 
   
    

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Haiku of the Day

     
We pull into camp 
  as the sun begins its descent
     behind the mountains. 
   

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Haiku of the Day

   
(We pull to the side)
Feeding the radiator
the ice chest water.
    

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Haiku of the Day

     
At the Tastee-Freez 
we loiter on the benches 
with melting ice-cream.
   

Monday, May 22, 2017

Haiku of the Day

    
Guarding the highway
under the piercing sunlight 
a lone Yucca waits...