Haiku of the Day ~ Such a small object

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

Haiku of the Day ~ Watching the ice melt

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

Tanka of the Day ~ At the coming night

         
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.)
      
   

Haiku of the Day ~ Monday morning haze,

    
Monday morning haze,

Southern California June,

    prelude to summer.

   

Haiku of the Day ~ (A table for one.)

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

Haiku of the Day ~ Outside my window

 
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. 

   

    

Haiku of the Day ~ We pull into camp

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

Haiku of the Day ~ (We pull to the side)

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

Haiku of the Day ~ At the Tastee-Freez

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

Haiku of the Day ~ Guarding the highway

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

Tanka of the Day ~ As the sun raises

   
As the sun raises 
        we descend from the mountain
    (passing  a Semi).
            At the junction we veer left, 
                north across the Mojave. 
   
  

Haiku of the Day ~ Thirsty I search through

 
Thirsty I search through 
        the tin cans in the ice chest.
    (Where is the church key?)