New Year’s Day:
empty wine glasses catch
morning sunlight.
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d. f. tweney
d. f. tweney is the founder and publisher of tinywords.com. A writer, editor, journalist, and listener poet, he lives in the San Francisco Bay Area with his family. He tries to write haiku every day, but he doesn't always succeed.
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times to be remembered
new year’s “eve” …
proud parents delight
times to be remembered
new year’s “eve” …
proud parents delight
Thanks tweney for this pleasant haiku.
new year midnight~
through wild fireworks
troubled bird songs~
new year dawn~
the sun blooms again
in cool breeze~
deserted beach~
a pelican pecks
a feeding bottle~
first minute
into new year
visualising all my goals achieved
second of may
another new year’s day —
chirping fledglings
–
spring comes
winter’s wonderland —
life’s abstracts
–
A new born takes
a look at oneself in the mirror-
empty wine glasses
fireflies, cool night
empty room in the moonlight