Tonight, we say goodbye
to the past, which long ago
left us without a word
A senryu for the New Year
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Tag Archives: seasons
Friday haiku 137
Between sun and rain
A steam bath.
Frogs sing their approval.
Friday haiku 135
Bright sun, cool breeze
Birds on the wing.
Feet, you paying attention?
Friday haiku 134
After the rain
A sun-stranded worm
Like a question mark
Friday haiku 131
April hailstorm
My fragile garden
Laughs it off
exiles child 