a quiet rain–
content to lie awake
and listen
beads of mist
from the umbrella's spokes
alternating drops
my umbrella
flipped in the wind–
uncertain days
Simply Haiku, 2010
Shiki Kukai, 2012
Cattails, 2014
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a brisk autumn walk the muddy blend of colors deepens my mood where are the highlights and bright spots of yesterday? Ribbons:Tanka Cafe
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oh, this wind! it sweeps me past my gate then spins me home spring clean-up- in the sweat of hard work a settling peace solid gray sky- fors...
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winter rain
drumming on my umbrella . . .
nowhere I have to be
It's an underrated season.
Hmm. I left a comment here. Don't know what became of it.
Hi Bill,
Winter has its compensations: hearty soups, warm sweaters, fire going in the fireplace, warm in bed when the north wind blows.
You left a comment on last week's haibun.
Thanks for stopping by.
These haiku go together well and are quietly poignant.
Lovely haiku set Adelaide; To the challenge of uncertainty lets us endorse faith
much love...
Thank you Janet and Gillena for your comments.
Adelaide
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