Three Haiku – November 23, 2018

Found you in a dream

You’re still no good at goodbyes

Dawn – Alone again.


Beggar’s empty cup

Walking through stop light traffic

Thin and ragged gloves.


Miss our little talks

When you could spare a moment

My heart leapt for joy.


Three Haiku – November 15, 2018 (A Snowfall)

The fresh fallen snow

Ice laden tree limbs glitter

and groan at the weight


Wind howls – sirens scream

Shovels scraping on sidewalks

Sounds at the window


The moon is hiding

Behind a shawl of storm clouds

Who could blame her though?