Wednesday, June 9, 2010

A Gift of Sorts: Two Haiku Tuesday

Cold, dank night of ink
Loneliness spared by small gift
Snow drifts in lamp light.

Ancient crowds, bright eyes
Night decked out in her finest
Shooting stars sail by.

Reaching for the sky
Green grass far below my feet
Gravity takes hold

*** Daily Writing Practice ***

3 comments:

  1. There you go trying a different writing method/style/mode (ok I am having word troubles)

    I like these I hope that you don't completely give up on Haiku and poetry.

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  2. No, I won't give up. Sadly, that means you get to suffer through growing pains again. Oh poor, poor Vicki. ;)

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  3. Never forget that I am you friend!

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