Haiku

playing with bubbles
the effervescent masklings
strive for tomorrow
 
Bubbles in the muck.
Thick white, sweet... Gushing mouthward.
Does a body good.
 
Whisper-silent. Tense.
So sleek, the curve of the bow.
Arrow is the best.
 
Autumn walk, sore feet.
Home beckons. Now all is well.
Hot steam from the tea.
 
while tea is in steam
the rising vapour suggests
that steam is in tea
 
Cause? Effect? To wit:
No matter where it comes from,
Steam is OF the tea.
 
Hot drink, cold morning:
Out the window all is grey.
Today, it's coffee.
 
Succulent red flesh.
Charred crust, juices oozing forth.
Tri-tip tastes so good.
 
Dark, sweetly quaking,
Savory gelid goodness.
Gravy, the next day.
 
Winter shroud, new snow.
The plows leave dark stripes behind.
A black-and-white world.
 
Unraveling thread.
New life dwindles; old is stale.
None will post haikus.
 
winter tomatoes
fill the conservatory
while school kids get halves
 
Halved life for kids now.
Carefree past happinesses...
Now, each breath matters.
 
Crooked nosed, toothless,
Shod in slivered silver blades:
Hockey season starts!
 
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