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Tag Archives: Rain
autumn morning . . .
autumn morning the smell of fresh rain in my coffee tinywords 13:3, November 2013
Posted in Autumn, Haiku, Haiku-doodle, Rain, tinywords
Tagged Autumn, Haiku, Rain, tinywords
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rainy day . . .
rainy day at the table behind me talk turns to money Frogpond 36:2, Spring/Summer 2013
endless rain . . .
endless rain . . . mother’s silver beginning to tarnish The Heron’s Nest, XVI.3, September 2013
After the festival . . .
in rain the leaves appear even more golden I don’t get out much. Most of the time, I don’t mind. I work. I write. I read. I look out my window. But there comes a time when putting your traveling … Continue reading
Posted in Autumn, Haiku, Haiku-doodle, Leaves, Rain, Trees
Tagged Autumn, Charles Trumbull, Haiku, Howard Kilby, Leaves, Rain, Roberta Beary
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Toad Suck . . .
at Toad Suck I contemplate syllables and old ponds like a child puddle-jumping loudly through soft falling rain Ribbons, Spring 2011, #1 It’s raining here tonight (again!), just as it was the evening I drove myself through Toad Suck … Continue reading
Posted in Basho, Haiku, Haiku-doodle, Old Pond, Spring, Tanka
Tagged Dave Bacharach, Haiku, Matsuo Bashō, Old pond, Rain, Ribbons, Spring, Tanka, Tanka Society of America, Toad Suck
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