A cool grey morning
Rain clouds threatening above
Wash out coming soon
Fog over the lake
Cool tendrils of thick white mist
Obscuring the view
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I always think of this movie when the fog rolls in.
Classic John Carpenter. One of my favorites.
Ocean going ship
Sails billowing, fat and full
Gliding on the blue
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I woke up after the 3 a.m. feed this morning with a Jimmy Buffett song playing on my headphone (yes, I said head phone. I lost the ear bud cover to the other piece, so I lopped off that one and just kept the one. Helps when feeding the baby or listening out for her cries). Anyway, a Buffett song was on and it got me thinking about the beach. Then that got me thinking about this Haiku.
Steamy creamy cup
Hot coffee on a cool day
Perfect afternoon
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If you need something to read this holiday season to go along with that cup.
Check out A Vampire at Christmas.

Available here.
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You can also get it in print here as a bonus short story.
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This American city was a modern postcard of Christmas, so far removed from the ancient ones Talan had frequented in his native Europe during this time of year. It was picture perfect with fallen snow and Christmas splashed across everything. Each person he saw had arm loads of presents packed tight into cradling arms, last-minute shoppers rounding up what they could before the stores closed for the evening.
He stood there a moment and took it all in, sack growing heavy on his arms. He hated to leave this scene, hated to do what he had to do next, because Norman Rockwell couldn’t have painted a better picture than the one he was witnessing. But, he had to feed. He had to eat. The hunger was consuming him now, and the smell of the blood in these happy mortals was almost more than he could resist.
He found a dark alley, looked around, and seeing no one watching, leaped straight up, landing on top of a roof covered in three to four inches of fresh snow. His boots treaded lightly across this white ground, as he found a corner and stashed the sack. He then walked over to the door that led onto the roof. He pried it open, and slipped inside. Down a few sets of stairs, he found what he was looking for. It was an electrical outlet. He plugged in his IPod, looked around for a moment. He walked down to the door that opened onto this set of stairs. It was an emergency door, complete with siren and all, so he knew his IPod would be safe until he got back. He walked back up, onto the roof, and over to the edge of the building. He peered down. Seeing no one about, he stepped over the edge, and gently dropped back onto the snow-covered asphalt below.
Taking precious steps
Tightrope walker balances
Above the hard ground
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For more prompts like “balance” go here: Haiku Horizons
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This is nerve-racking to watch.
Christmas on the brink
Lights, decorations, and song
Time to celebrate
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No time like the present (pun intended) to start to promote a few of my Holiday Horror Stories.

3 men try to save Christmas in a Zombie Apocalypse.
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A Vampire uses his riches and skills to spread joy throughout the holiday season.
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So, how would you save Christmas in a Zombie Apocalypse or if you were a Vampire how would you spend your holiday time?
Coffee grounds brewing
Trickling into the cool pot
Caffeine starts my day
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For more prompts like “ground” go here:
Big fat juicy bird
Football, family, and sleep
A time to give thanks
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She had no answer, as she bit her lip. Something occurred to her. “What about your light?” She asked.
“I know, I know. I’m not perfect. I also forgot my extra,” George replied. “Look, all I’m trying to get at is that I just want you safe. I can’t lose you. I’ve lost too much already.”
“I’m safe, and you won’t. You’re not the only one who’s lost too much.”
“I know, but, first light, we’re going back. Okay?”
“Not yet,” she replied.
“What do you mean?”
“We have to find a turkey.”
George nearly fell over when she dropped that one on him. “Sweetie, there’s nothing left. I’ve been through all the stores. I’ve been out looking for supplies. Trust me. It’s all gone.”
“We can’t give up like that. We’ve barely been through Cary or Morrisville or areas beyond,” she replied, trying not to think about the sleeping pills or other things she forced herself to do in order to just get here. She wasn’t leaving without that turkey, no matter how much George complained, she would find one even if it killed her.
“Powers been off for a while now? Any meat that is still available is about as rotten as these zombies, maybe more so. Plus, how would you cook it if you did find it? How would we get it back without it spoiling? How would you carry it? I’m sure a turkey big enough to feed six isn’t going to fit in your bag.”

A short story about a woman who risks life and limb in a Zombie Apocalypse in order to keep the Thanksgiving tradition alive.
5 out of 5 stars: Keeping hope alive.
4 out of 5 stars: Wonderful story of giving and hope.
EBook:
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Add salt and pepper
Bast the turkey till its moist
Time for Thanksgiving
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For more prompts like “pepper” go here: Haiku Horizons
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