History shows us
The cruelty that greed and
Avarice can bring
(slave quarters, Kingsley Plantation, Jacksonville, Florida)
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The mighty live oaks
Tower over us in size,
In age, and beauty
(Hofwyl-Broadfield Plantation, Darien, GA)
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Sometimes our travel
Tell us more about ourselves
Than the place we go.
(Charleston, South Carolina)
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Ghosts of tortured lives
Whisper in the old rice fields
Slaves still not at rest
(Cape Romain, SC)
My goal is to write one haiku per day this year, starting on the day before the inauguration. It is meant to be both inspiration and distraction. We’ll see how long it lasts.
Yet another storm?
The novelty’s wearing off.
Such uncertain times.
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Sunshine after rain
Brightens the yard and the day
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The young witch hazel
Has managed just one flower -
At least it’s a start!
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The first daffodils
Dance on the hillside as they
Soak up the sun
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Leaves make the compost.
Compost turns itself to dirt.
Dirt conjures beauty.
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Oh, magnolia!
Your elegant blossoms are
the heralds of spring!
My goal is to write one haiku per day this year, starting on the day before the inauguration. It is meant to be both inspiration and distraction. We’ll see how long it lasts.
Oh, the sun is out
And the wind has finally stopped.
Welcome day of rest.
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Hope springs eternal,
So they say. And I, for one,
Cannot wait for spring.
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First groundhog spotted
Across the yard, still wearing
His thick winter coat
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Yesterday just one.
Today, dozens of crocus
Line the road and yard
Beneath tangled logs
At garden’s edge, the fox is
waiting to give birth
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Dull sky and good sleep
Prevented me from watching
The blood moon eclipse
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In last year’s nest are
Tiny, delicate feathers
From chicks gone and grown.