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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distant train whistle
in the silence, her voice …
long walk home
distant train whistle
in the silence, her voice …
long walk home
Great Thanks Tweney and Bob for your Haiku ~
It reminded me of this.
railway station ~
in the cacophony
an old love song
bus station trees
returning birds chatter
louder than us
in silence —
empty streets, sunday morning
vendor sorts papers
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Sleepless night –
at the last storey
a lighted window
distant terminal
through barren pines …
new year, one stop away
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