In the Night

waking in the night

words and phrases ebb and flow;

haiku fireflies

Tiny Inkling

a germ idea

as fragile as a whisper

grows into a book

Library Wonderment, Part 1

wandering the stacks

perusing all sorts of books

feeling so at home

They’re Out There

catching a haiku

takes strategy, patience, and

the joy of the hunt

Catch Them While Ye May

thought bubbles float past

full of possibilities

but then — poof! — they’re gone

Death By Editing???

lethal overkill:

analyzing my haiku

’till it choked to death

Open Invitation

little brown “desk-ette”

beside my bedroom window

beckons me to write

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