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Tears pulled from my eyes
By gravity of living
Life in minor keys.

Magnolias rattle,
Oaks shush and bare pecans moan.
Live wind instruments.

Drooping and faded,
The lights and sparkle are gone -
Our dead Christmas tree.

Beneath winter night
Spring smiles in her sleep, dreaming
Of summer and sun.

Sky sits on wavetops.
Surf swishes across lands end.
Wind sifts out fine sand.

Frozen sky above
Stiff brown grass rooted in mud.
Green surprises me.

Flashes of visions.
Possible realities.
Imagination.

Abandoning the
pressures of intelligence.
Inebriation.

We have never met.
I have not yet touched her face.
She has touched my heart.

Giant stone rivers
Carrying currents of steel
Smother the landscape.

Why we celebrate
Birthdays for loves who have died:
Memories live on.

Speeding through darkness
A small bubble of brightness
Driving to get home

I'm starting a project today. For the next year, I'm going to post one haiku for every day here on this blog. I will do my best to post it on the actual day, but there are times when I'm in places and/or situations where I have no internet access. When that happens, I will still write the haiku but it won't get posted until I can get back here. So, a year from now there will be 365 haiku here. The object of this project is to try and encapsulate the year like haiku condenses and encapsulates a… Continue