November 03, 2005

Haiku

Today I was unable to resist the call of Haiku. Apologies and here goes!

Won't you come and see
loneliness? Just one leaf
from the kiri tree.

Basho


Darkended dreams
become modern grapes of wrath
reaping a bitter wine

Thomas Grieg


the morning paper
harbinger of good and ill
- - I step over it

Dave McCroskey

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