pebbles
taken from the creek
leave their songs behind
Ross Clark
Category: Featured Haiku Archive
alone again:
tea leaves pattern
my empty cup.
Joy Hutton
a bowl of roses
reflected on the marble
tea growing cold
Pauline Cummings
. . . . . . . .In the summer heat
of a city breathing out
. . . . . . . .the smell of brickdust
Norman Talbot
spring rain –
an empty swing hangs
above its puddle
John Bird
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