Saturday, June 16, 2012


                                                    OUT OF TIME

Windows open on a June morning.  The scent of burning leaves.  The neighbors are doing their yard clean-up.  Surely an autumn smell these burning leaves.  Yet the scent…wafting on the warm breezes instead of cool ones… seems right and not out of time.

                                                      Father’s Day
                                                      whipping cream
                                                      for an eggnog

Modern Haiku, summer 2011


Frank... said...

A very nice and concise haibun, Adelaide...

Adelaide said...

Thank you, Frank. I appreciate your comments.


Gillena Cox said...

so enjoyed this; love the surprise turn the haiku takes

much love..

Adelaide said...

Hi Gillena and thank you. It's good to break from tradition now and then.