Morning Haiku and Waka – ground

Haiku

leaves on the ground
a dusty carpet of dreams
fallen

The Old Grey Mayor – A Chained Kyoka

 

in his golden age
[as in frail senior years]
the city’s mayor
took steps to close down
the city’s discotheque

Mi Mao Tom’s Spring Song — Kyoka – March 15, 2015

Mi Mao Tom’s Spring Song
(kyoka)

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oh gentle geisha
how sweet is your smile
mi mao
sing more for me just a while
your heady ways make me sigh

Wednesday Morning 5:30 a.m. – September 17, 2014

Haiku

muffled morning
clouds like soft cottony wool
or billowing fog –

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a screech owl cried out
hunter’s hallelujah
one less rat around