Haiku

On windy pavement
brown maple leaves end summer
with a scraping sound

Haiku

a tree in motion
baby squirrels twist and wrestle
under the tree shade

Summer Night

The crickets churp outside
on a pale-stale couch I lied
watching green-glare-t.v.-shadows
hit the ceiling

the absent feeling

the bathroom facet
the refrigerator hum
hmmmmmmmmmm

Night Puddle

As a boy I thought I could grab the stars out of the night puddle. I grew up and realized it was stupid.

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Bleak

no light
late at night
what a sight..