april haiku

haiku each day now

it started a while ago

but now a habit

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so these are april's

a diary in haiku

i hope you enjoy

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i sit on a couch

i write down thoughts every day

i think it feels good

. . . [4/23/23]

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the birds are chirping

the man sweeps leaves from the ground

it is sunday morn'

. . . [4/23/23]

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the squirrels on the bluff!

i couldn't believe how free,

we are in their spot

. . . [4/23/23]

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life is quite silly

we're really just here to be

there are no real rules

. . . [4/23/23]

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the house is quiet

i think it's so nice this way

i just sit to hear

. . . [4/23/23]

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the leaves are so green

the ones that are not dead yet

i hope no dead trees

. . . [4/23/23]

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[a lune]

i saw him

just like he was here

then he left

. . . [4/23/23]

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i sit here and wait

i want to be a good girl

but sometimes i can't

. . . [4/24/23]

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the birds are chirping

that is what they always do

it sure seems easy

. . . [4/24/23]

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a guy quit drinking

i saw it on instragram

it resonated

. . . [4/24/23]

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me and haze, thirteen

we have been great together

i love him fully

. . . [4/24/23]

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the trees are so full

green and brown and beautiful

oh to be a tree

. . . [4/24/23]

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i am sitting here

i can hear everything here

i am sitting here

. . . [4/24/23]

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people love dogs more

i see way more dogs than cats

more cats are inside

. . . [4/24/23]

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i open up both

i can hear the fan of one

i won't last very long

. . . [4/24/23 -- ode to my laptops, old and new]

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will sleep now we will

cud'ling ev'ry night so well

best place in the world

. . . [4/25/23]

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listen to the wind

it will tell you all you need

and then you go on

. . . [4/26/23]

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i used to work clay

and sometimes i still want to

but i haven't yet

. . . [4/26/23]

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the fork in the soup

a spoon can't cut this sausage

i've placed them wrongly

. . . [4/26/23]

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will you dance with me

she has never said out loud

but today she might

. . . [4/26/23]

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i will scream so loud

everyone will stop and cry

i will scream so loud

. . . [4/26/23]

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lost in today now

the kettle is a-boiling

i'll make a second

. . . [4/27/23]

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the fog is so thick

it's so very good up here

a porch would be nice

. . . [4/27/23]

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windows and the fog

birds and squirrels come all day long

yep, it's pretty great

. . . [4/27/23]

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to sit or to sing

or to do both is good too

you don't have to choose

. . . [4/29/23]

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we go out to eat

we chat and have fun, always

i love him so much

. . . [4/29/23]

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no april 30 to be found - perhaps i missed a day

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this habit has been lovely. i started many months ago when i saw a contest from this here vocal media and it hit me right away as a fun thing to do, but back then i just wrote a few and then stopped as you do. then a student i worked with spoke about loving writing poetry and i asked if he knew of haiku and limericks which he did not so i told him and wrote down the "rules"; from that day i have been writing haiku and it has been a pleasure - a really lovely new addition to this time of living.