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

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

always a new dawn / tomorrow an tomorrow / always tomorrow

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

Alas, I am not / A butterfly, as you can / see, I have no wings

i am the human / watching the butterfly fly / enjoying its grace

I love butterflies / they are a beautiful sight / pretty butterflies

If blood is thicker / Than water, why does blood, not / Water, leave strainers?

friend and family / when times are good or stormy / flock friends and future

birds are poetry / free gift of natures spirit / rhythm action flight

harvest moon shines bright / reflecting in her fair skin / her arms blanket me

shine on, harvest moon, / round and round the field I go / rain is coming soon.

full moon standing proud, / yet never more than halfway, / echoes from the sun