Day 2580

Day 2580

I woke to the sight

of dim light through my window -

rain falling outside

Day 2570

Day 2570

gray clouds released rain -

I turned on the car’s wipers -

and then dried my eyes

day 2411

Day 2411

I felt the raindrops,

recognizing where I was

versus where I wished

day 2400a/b, and other people’s haikus too

Today marks the “official” two-thousand-four-hundredth day of writing haikus for me. I began writing haikus in November 2002. So, it’s taken me a while to get to Day 2400, but here it is; enjoy!

Day 2400a

at the Roman Coin,

rain lightly falling outside,

we talked ’bout art, life

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Day 2400b

lightning from the storm

illuminated my room,

and I thought of Rach

day 2308/day 2309a/b

day 2308
walk across the bridge
with a swift step, shoulders hunched
hands stuffed in pockets

day 2309a
events of the night
suggested that she reach out
and try one more time

day 2309b

it was rainy, dark -

and what I’d thought a small smudge

was, in truth, lipstick

day 2200a/b

 

day 2200a

awkwardly we walked,

both holding the umbrella,

trying to keep step

 

day 2200b

up against the fence,

the sun-dried and wind-pressed leaves,

their travels halted

 

day 2142

day 2142

an abstract pattern

evolving on the concrete

as the rain begins

day 2099

day 2099

though it’s raining now,

I’m trying some optimism,

assembling the grill

day 2082

day 2082
rudely awakened,
by wind and downpour, pounding,
abusing our roof

day 2081

day 2081

the north-facing pane,

due to the day’s windy storm,

spattered  with rain-drops