Yellow Christmas mug
Filled with hot steaming coffee
Starts my day today
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Author: AWR72
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Haiku – Griswolds and Caffeine
Yellow Christmas mug
Filled with hot steaming coffee
Starts my day today
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Haiku – 12/10/2017
Covered in white frost
The world twinkling like diamonds
In the bright warm sun
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This song has nothing to do with this post.
It just popped into my mind while I was writing this Haiku.
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Haiku – 3 Looks at Ocean
A warm silent night
Ocean breeze stirs the stockings
Hung with gentle care
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Boat on the ocean
Silver bells tied to the mast
Jingling with the waves
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Salty ocean breeze
Santa sipping cold eggnog
Trying to relax
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For more prompts like “ocean” go here: Haiku Horizons
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Haiku – Autumn Walk
Dark brown leaves scattered
Laying on the bright green grass
Crunching underfoot
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Haiku – Shadows at Night
Inside the mansion
Gentle breeze stirring curtains
While ghosts move about
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For more prompts like “breeze” go here: Haiku Horizons
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Haiku – Holiday by the Sea
Soft tropical breeze
Running through the tall palm trees
Filled with Christmas cheer
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For more prompts like “breeze” go here: Haiku Horizons
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Haiku – 3 Looks at Swing
Swing for the fences
He thought, as he stood at home
Crowd cheering loudly
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On a loud playground
Children swing, slide, run, and play
Happy in their youth
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A swing of the axe
The turkey met its demise
Time for Thanksgiving
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For more prompts like “swing” go here: Haiku Horizons
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Haiku – 3 Looks at Log
Hand-made log cabin
Sitting alone in the woods
Crafted by skilled hands
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Sitting on a log
Inside a round stagnant pond
Frog waits for a meal
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A hollowed out log
He crawled in among the slime
Hoping for safety
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For more prompt like “log” go here: Haiku Horizons
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Haiku – Unmotivated
My great haiku muse
Sitting silent and alone
Waiting to create
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I know a lot you signed on for this blog because of my poetry and haiku. I am sorry if it hasn’t been popping off with that subject matter as of late. I honestly haven’t had the motivation to do it. Most of my poetry is on the fly. It pops into my head and I sit down to write out what is flowing from me. That hasn’t happened a lot lately. So, I have a lot of pre-scheduled stuff that I am letting fill the void. Next year I plan to scale back on that to just three days a week. I hope that maybe poetry and haiku will be more in earnest then. Who knows? The muse is a fickle thing and when it chooses to emerge again I will be waiting for it. How do you guys handle the drought when the muse takes a break? Just curious.
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