The Haiku Project 2017: September 2017

Saturday, September 30, 2017

Mist shrouding the fields,
Trees ghostly shapes on the hills,
Early this morning.

30 September 2017

Just before sunset,
Watching clouds drift to the south,
Rain scenting the air.

18 September 2017

Old, tired, achy...
Not complaints, just reporting...
Just the way things are.

16 September 2017

A simple pleasure...
Lemon-poppyseed muffins
Just after dinner.

14 September 2017

A cold, rainy day.
The aftermath of Irma,
Many miles away.

13 September 2017

An old neighborhood
Changing...old houses gone and
New ones being built.

9 September 2017
(The Near North neighborhood
in Indianapolis

The end of the world
Is at hand--floods to the south,
And fire to the west.

7 September 2017

I want some good news...
No more deportations, please.
No more hurricanes.

6 September 2017

Decades of struggle,
Enormous sacrifices...
Remembered today.

4 September 2017 (Labor Day)

Watching clouds drift past
The moon, at first hiding and
Then revealing it.

2 September 2017
(Taken tonight, about 8:30)

It's a strange feeling...
After forty-seven years,
Not going to work.

1 September 2017