a small woodpecker
on a sunflower head
finds the last one
~
I tell Joan
what's on my mind,
nothing comes out of something
~
below the fog
on Sylvia Lake
an otter in quietude
~
at Bottle Beach
between the falcon
and the sandpiper
~
a full moon
at 3 a.m. –
an empty bed
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These 'ku have a feeling of 'full', even though each speaks to a kind of empty. In each, a complete story pictured in just a few words. I love it!
Beautiful Haikus.
Loved last one. Kept me wondering.
what an interesting atmosphere....love this!
Marvelous, from first to last. Interestingly, the first and the last are my favorites.
These are clever and sweet little poems. I like the images and story you arch between them. Nicely written.
Loved it.. another one Haikued.. me too .. visit my new post on 'Empty'..hope you will like them..
A nice series!
Sue said it perfectly, nice series!
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