Redisovering the joy and constraints of Haiku. Here are three more that arrived during lunch.
#1
mountain oaks ablaze;
each branch yellow, orange, red
autumn colors now
#2
a riot outside;
squabbling before winter comes
birds at the feeder
#3
cold coastal fog moans;
soft, low, wet and distant cry
the harbor horn calls.
all by terry l. tyson
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