(Not Even a Little Bit) Weekly Haiku 32

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So NaNoWriMo happened, and as a result haiku didn’t. But now it’s not, so they can. Or something.

Haze

The sky a dim haze,

All cloud and orange city glow.

Then wind sweeps away…

*

Cold

The cold grips me tight,

Sinking deep within my flesh.

A soft breath of wind.

*

Silence

Silence covers me

Like a warm quilt in winter.

Alone, I can think.

*

Still

Wind chimes and water

Fill the air with soft music.

Summer lingers still.

*

Ideology

One mind follows first,

Then on and on more tumble.

Like a storm, they rise.

 

~Michael Vest

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