Friday haiku 100

A century of days
Each of them an equal part
Of forever

Friday haiku 99

September moon
Sailing above cicadas
Dying for love

Friday haiku 97

A break in the heat
Dozing in the armchair
Jackhammer dreams

Friday haiku 96

Mushrooms come and go
With or without the seasons
Like cribs and gravestones

Friday haiku 95

Windows wide open
The sun surreptitiously
Lowers its angle