Your Daily Haiku

only with a wing
tucked in the shadow feathers
out of the north wind

Idiots slumber
riding obscene gruesome fools
Flying buoyantly

When I am out on
the big water, I am safe
from all but myself

While at the beach once
I saw danger on the seas
Pirate Argentus

Liquid white missile
Sea bird form of expression
Not easy to dodge

west wants compromise
wren's song soon brown speckled plea
rose brown moving east

We can do better
Blooming horizon flowers
Won't feed anyone

Writing in my book
The Doomsday series is tough
But damn well worth it.

was a note there was
sweet in our green always known
conejo, dear heart

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newly seen lepus
sky saged warm and rabbit brushed
stars now, nothing but

moth brown, moth silver
how night can dance finally
through blue's big swallow

a reply to: Spiramirabilis

gentle caste of blue
opens petals of morning
bracing for the day

a reply to: argentus

petal heron blue
rio tastes like earthy gin
amber penumbra

a reply to: Spiramirabilis

blue gravestones snoring
clay panoramas despair
wandering gently

a reply to: olaru12

stone graves weighing wind
sentient octave all in
wanderlust tone poem

a reply to: Spiramirabilis

You and Olaru are on a haiku level far above my own. Goodonya both! Much respect. ;o)

fifteen geese due east
three less winging west as if
no ghosts were honking

a reply to: Spiramirabilis

geese ghosts gone grand gold
gyres shimmering, drafting home
..... at least until spring

a reply to: argentus

Beautiful argentus

They culled 5,000 geese here where I live. Goslings too. When they were molting so they couldn't fly

It broke my heart

They're just starting to come back now - first time I've seen them or heard them in months. It's glorious

a reply to: Spiramirabilis

I am glad I wasn't there to see it. Not certain I could have remained a gentle person.

Really glad the numbers are increasing again! I know that at my Dad's place in SW Montana, a gathering of a couple thousand have just set down for a nosh and a short rest. They will probably rise in a day or two.

You know what I love? I love the way that geese that arrive later circle around looking for a place they can land where they won't jostle any other geese. Sometimes they even land outside of the gathering and walk in. It's so respectful that it sometimes makes me wish they'd have evolved to be the dominant species instead of us.

a reply to: argentus

It wasn't an easy thing to process - they did it at night so nobody would know or protest

I love what you love :-)

The water birds - the noise - the society. I agree - geese should rule

Night then - I'm outta here