Thursday, July 02, 2026

A Year Of Haiku (XXV): By Any Other Name


Dew between petals,
the rose of Summer collects
scented insect sips.

4 comments:

  1. A rose may have sips
    But due to the intense heat
    I'll not witness them

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    1. Witnessing roses,
      I wonder of irises
      beyond my seeing.

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  2. Nylon127:54 AM

    Early morning dew
    glistens brightly on grass stems,
    Carpet of night's tears.

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    1. Night's tears are drying:
      The snail tracks of Summer
      dried on the sidewalk.

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