haiku hard green tomatoes on sunny fall windowsill hope springs eternal girls in winter boots stomping through thin playground ice surely spring is near pterodactyl croak of the passing blue heron announces the spring the first martini was once as important as thanksgiving itself in nine million years give or take a few million this rock will be sand
Poem notes: I apologize for the corny headline while also admitting I am not an expert on haiku. I leave such expertise to friends like Pat Laster. My haiku conform to the basic 5-7-5 format, and I try to have the final line sum up or comment on the first two lines. Oh, and I include a seasonal reference when I can. That’s how Mr. McMullen taught us to write haiku at Scarlett Jr High in the late 1960s and early 1970s. Cheers!
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