“A Few Haiku (6)”

On By Mike U.In Poetry

(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley

(#31)

Autumn ground mists rise
Earth gives up its ghosts as moon
Summons spirits home

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(#32)

Stones in shallow stream
Smooth and round as heron’s eggs
Current tends her nest

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(#33)

In a bamboo cage
Finch sings of the open skies
It will never see

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(#34)

In a forest pond
Lotus float like small wasen
Laden with blossoms

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(#35)

Mud on waraji
Sticks like bitter memories
I cannot let go

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(#36)

Perfume of willows
And the laughter of the stream
Hope is still alive

6 thoughts on ““A Few Haiku (6)””

    1. Hey, David. Yes, it took about two hours or so. I try to write smaller “mini-collections” of haiku and tanka while my brain recharges between longer poems. These slices-of-life haiku and tanka just really call out to me. I really love trying to focus on those simple, commonplace moments that perhaps most people never notice. 🙂

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