Down from my window
Thousands of lights, lives
Alone before sleep
Remembering nights alone in my apartment looking out over the city. Not an elegant view, but I y think Kerouac should’ve been comfortable.
Tag: night
Thoughts, early Saturday morn
​Going to sleep Friday
Tomorrow’s free morning
Ah, to wake leisurely!
My mind springs awake
Hours before dawn
This sadistic life
Tonight’s Haiku, November 8, 2019
Hear the night’s language
Moving between streetlights
Far away laughter
Halo over the half moon
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A Haiku For A Brutal Day
The coolness of night
As I face life’s ugliness
Finally, calmness
A Haiku For This Evening
A half moon
Above the red and orange
Stillness in the night
Nightly Haiku, October 30, 2019
The still tree’s branches
Memories of autumns past
A street light’s halo
Views from my Walks: Tonight’s Haiku
Walking past this church
Light searing into the sky
Quiet song of nights
Calmness with the dark: tonight’s haiku
Looking to the sky
As I’ve returned, again, home
Calmness with the dark
Beauty in Action: Tonight’s Haiku
Our lives are motion
There is beauty in action
The drumming rainfall
Wishing you a restful night.