Able to survive
despite harsh circumstances
flora and women
poetry
Friday Haiku
Rock transformation
performed by a young boy who’s
transformed to a man
Friday Haiku
Last year’s invasion
Painted Ladies everywhere
wish they’d come again
Friday Haiku
Riderless horses
deceptively still as they
race for finish line
Friday Haiku
Late-blooming garden
in a race with the season.
Will ripe or cold win?
Friday Haiku
Loki’s not amused
found a quiet napping spot
then paparazzi
Friday Haiku
Reminder to self
not all orange is grotesque
like the spray-tanned Tr*mp
Friday Haiku
Fungal tiki hut
sprouting from the landscape rocks
shelter for insects
Friday Haiku
One patty pan squash
four mustard green leaves eaten
mate’s garden harvest.
Friday Haiku
Caressing fireweed
while hiking ten miles of trail
I’m flower-powered
Heaven in a Wild Flower
To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
~ William Blake
~ William Blake
Friday Haiku
Wildflower bouquet
presented to friend and me
on yesterday’s hike.
Friday Haiku
Waiting for Tesla
Weeks without solar power
Thanks a lot, Elon.
Friday Haiku
Flowers just like you
kissed my legs this morning as
I ran on the trails.
Friday Haiku
Lilies in garden
tallest in the neighborhood
reaching for the sky
Friday Haiku
Hey guys, never mind!
You can all stop looking now!
Found my contact lens.
Friday Haiku
Brief rest before flight
one diaphanous wing torn
this dragon can fly
Friday Haiku
Lost in the shadow
ant hill intended subject
photographer looms
Friday Haiku
Tried for bird outside
but it flew from camera
captured son instead
Friday Haiku
There’s no escaping
contrast between young and old
Even pinecones age
Friday Haiku
How many guys does
it take to fix a zipper
pre-ceremony?
Friday Haiku
Yesterday it snowed
my toes saw nothing but fleece
Today the sun’s mine
Friday Haiku
A freakish mistake
photo so blurred Loki’s eyes
green caterpillars
Friday Haiku
We’re twins, Honey Bear
our heads filled with sticky thoughts
better smeared on toast
Friday Haiku
childhood friends guarding
my books, some written by friends
I Go Pogo, yo
Tracy Abell 