Friday haiku 102

Sitting at the changing tide
Beside the ancient harbor
Waves already lapping our feet

Friday haiku 101

To the mantis
I am a soft, pulsating
Mountain

Friday haiku 99

September moon
Sailing above cicadas
Dying for love

Friday haiku 98

Thunder ushers in
The last long weekend
Of barbecue season

Friday haiku 97

A break in the heat
Dozing in the armchair
Jackhammer dreams