I shared some of my haiku at writers' workshop this week. One person suggested I start giving them titles.
You're up early to write too?
My neighbor Will walks
by, early Saturday morn,
writing on his brain.
Welcome to May
Azalea blooms pop!
Magenta star-bursts unfold
like party favors.
1 comment:
Aw...I know that Will!
You are all the way to 50! Way to go!
(I like the haikus unnamed...they are more mysterious.)
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