Haiku of the Day ~ Three-thirty A.M.

    
Three-thirty A.M.
    the steady ostinato 
        of
              descending
                              rain. 
           
               

Haiku of the day ~ Fog hugs the valley,

   
Fog hugs the valley,
    bluegray clouds top the mountains; 
        San Gabriel blues. 
  
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Fog hugs the valley,
   bluegray clouds top the mountains.
        Dawn: cold and silent. 

Haiku of the Day ~ She walked out the door

    
She walked out the door
        at the turning of the leaves.
    (The night air turned cold.)
   
    

Haiku of the Day ~ My eyes open to

     
My eyes open to 
   golden light on the palm trees
        and clear sapphire skies. 
   
     

Haiku of the Day ~ Black clouds, gray mountains,

    
Black clouds, gray mountains,
    the smell of rain in the air,
        a white cat purring...