please pardon my stare / wind is blowing light and fair / shining eyes aware

he smelled like mint air / his sweet nectar debonair / please pardon my stare

rippling water / announcing the departure / of old visitors

composing haiku -- / the autumn breeze blows red leaves / rippling water

As finches eat seeds / a passerby pondering- / composes haiku

After a long day / Come to my Haiku village / It's running ever

Sprung into passion. / Moved on into seduction. / Glowing from the soul.

a piece of my heart / left behind with one true love / i'm less but more now

soon the storm clouds pass / a barren tree awakens / a mourning dove coos

Sadness forms rain clouds / Above the bare trees in fall / Longing to see her

silent hill speaks truth / darkness is ambiguous / life really is what

yet the light within / fails to burn up and stay lit / the darkness conquers

unpretentious flame / ignites confound florescence / to those in the dark

if I write haiku / and no one counts syllables / is that ironinc?

If a tree falls down. / And there is no one around. / Will it make a sound?

kuva in village / with mora mumbo jumbo / killing haiku fun

Real haiku (filler) / count moras, not (filler, too) / syllable, no! (ugh)

Cool haiku my friend / it is pretty cool my friend / i like it alot

turkey is here yay / time for family supper / yum yum that good food

Months ago we found / Blessed presence of shooting light; / Now returns once more.

Stars perfect ending, / big nebulae erasure / ending in fragments.

Shooting fast glows vast / Hoping the ending won't pass / Stars is all I glance

lonesome in village / I use to visit much more / solitude is safe

a lone lit candle / the night illuminated / by a single smile

tonight is special / unlike any other one / once in a life time

Endless clouds pouring / Over bare hills and me warm / In my own blanket

Micro adventure / Squeeze it in. Just essentials / Escape, haiku style

Dandelion time. / Counting with Katie: "Will that / be today's haiku?"

Forget me not sun / Tiny yellow eye. Scorching / A petal blue sky.

I like the haiku / It's very easy to do / Write words - just a few

haiku garden blooms / a garden without closed gates / world needs more haiku

my haiku garden / will one day meet the village / perfect zen will form

Sharp lemon dusk sun / Slices weeping willow leaves / Water to my eye

sunset watching time. / Oh the hassle. Oh the strain. / sunset watching time.

The sun sits on the / horizon, surrounded by / colors. Beautiful.

Clear camp fire night / Twinkle embers, sun fed trees / Starlight to starlight