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now the times of gray

haiku

now the times of gray

seep into tender pearl green

harbingers of spring

winter approaches

haiku

with stealthy approach

winter mists exhalations

then shudders, shivers

arrogant air

haiku

top of cedar bows

to insistence of fierce wind

demanding homage

another hot day

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dawn pale this morning

near uniform gray-blue sky

warn again of heat

Taft bay

haiku

photons catch motion

flit brilliance over unseen

ripples in the bay

pinks of dawn

haiku

unique pinks of dawn

carry the warmth of hope and

promise to renew

illusions

 (haiku)

illusions still may

shelter truth as in smoked glass

needing clear vision

orange

haiku

burnished copper gleams

embers of dying fire

warming spiced cider

dream beside

(haiku)

 depth dream sleep allowed

his longed-for weight and being

to lie beside me

as one

an orchestra blends

yet keeps individual

instrument voices

luxuries

haiku

jet set not alone

in comforts, running water

electric fans, hope

stoker

haiku

eight days of intense heat

relative cool of pre-dawn

quaffed by fireball sun

remark this gift

remark this gift

haiku

 contemplative rain

dictating pause and reflect

gifting perspective

haikus this odd april

haikus in this odd april

osprey nest abandoned/ pair had nestled over eggs/ driven out by fierce cold

do does remember/ harsh winter or teach their young/ to hunt by instinct

do ducks know numbers/ how to count the trail of duckling/ mourn the one missing

haiku

that which we allow

pulls at our dreative core

taxing what is best