Sun sends out its rays
Windows sparkle in return
Bricks glow dusty red
Squirrel leaves its nest
Scampers cross still leafless limb
Morning show begins
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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The “ordinary” is so rich!
Thanks, Dennis. I was wondering where my muse had gone when suddenly light caught my attention and the rest is ‘story.
Been reading all your Haiku poem and I love them.
Thank you. Yolly. I appreciate your reading my Haiku. I’m glad you enjoy them.
So gorgeous!
Thanks, as always for reading and commenting on my posts. ❤
I love your poems, haiku and life story poems❤️
Thanks for your good comments on my writings, Lynn.
Most welcome
So love this! And if that squirrel were scampering here, it would be across icy, sparkly branches…
Thanks. Even sparkly ice would have been beautiful to see – though treacherous to walk on.
Thank you for this poem on squirrels. They are mischievous, yet fun, animals to watch.
Glad you like it. There is a nest at eye level from my fourth floor apartment. One summer I kept track of new born squirrels. Awesome experience.
A new day, and a new show 🙂
Yes. Today clouds and rain form a gray curtain.
The last line is especially powerful! Intros and endings are always difficult for me.
Thanks for your comment. That line inspired the rest of the Haiku.
Oh this is beautiful. You really capture the grandness of being in the midst of a familiar morning. Thank you.
Many thanks, JoHanna.
Love this!
Thanks, Heath.
Happy to hear from you. 🙂