August and After Haiku
August
Molting season's done.
Black grackles iridesce in
August's bright sunshine.
08.19.2022
Grackle in Cricket Season
The brown grackle chirps
as she chomps a plump cricket-
melodious meal.
08.28.22
Hockey Goal Haiku
Fucking idiot,
flinging pucks at goals not
defined., in vague hope.
09.15.22
Mid September
A plump crescent moon
adorns the wine dark sky and
shares its borrowed light.
09.18.2022
Surprise
A surprise of rain
puddles the game courts and
abbreviates the heat.
09.25.2022
11/27/22
November's almost
done- at last, the trees release
their vivid colors.
11.27.2022
November Rain
Dismal day for those
who love outside- lovely for
those who watch the rain.
11.29.22
Bare
Wind strips the trees bare.
Limbs stand stark and skeletal,
lit by pale moonlight.
12.10.2022
Frost
Frost adorns the roofs
and jewels the lawn. Smoke smell
fills the cloudy sky.
12.21.2022
A Little Light
Christmas lights draped in
catenary smiles on two
balconies bring joy.
12.25.2022
Molting season's done.
Black grackles iridesce in
August's bright sunshine.
08.19.2022
Grackle in Cricket Season
The brown grackle chirps
as she chomps a plump cricket-
melodious meal.
08.28.22
Hockey Goal Haiku
Fucking idiot,
flinging pucks at goals not
defined., in vague hope.
09.15.22
Mid September
A plump crescent moon
adorns the wine dark sky and
shares its borrowed light.
09.18.2022
Surprise
A surprise of rain
puddles the game courts and
abbreviates the heat.
09.25.2022
11/27/22
November's almost
done- at last, the trees release
their vivid colors.
11.27.2022
November Rain
Dismal day for those
who love outside- lovely for
those who watch the rain.
11.29.22
Bare
Wind strips the trees bare.
Limbs stand stark and skeletal,
lit by pale moonlight.
12.10.2022
Frost
Frost adorns the roofs
and jewels the lawn. Smoke smell
fills the cloudy sky.
12.21.2022
A Little Light
Christmas lights draped in
catenary smiles on two
balconies bring joy.
12.25.2022
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Most lovely. And I just mentioned grackles and their iridescence yesterday. Cool.*
Thank you, Tim.
Lovely, Gary.
Thank you, Erika.
Jewels indeed.
Thank you, David.
Beautiful, love the progression.
I love grackles. I have a t-shirt that reads "grackle got no boss." I've read they're in steep decline. I haven't seen any this year.
Thank you, Dianne.
I am sad to learn that grackles are in sharp decline. There are many here still but nothing like the massive flocks we once had and complained about
Magic!
Than you, Agnes.
Who doesn't love a surprise of rain? And, of course, anything iridesce. Lots to enjoy here.
Thank you, Darryl.