Thirty-fourth Saturday, from the Gobi, 21 days late

September 12, 2015 / / One comment

 

Moon’s set, stars shining.

Strange constellations appear.

Sky is black velvet.

 

Orange  horizon.

Light floods over dark hillside.

Waving grass glows green.

 

Coffee water boils.

Metal spoons clink in glass mugs.

Air is cool and sharp.

 

 

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One comment

  1. Shirley Garcia says:
    September 12, 2015 at 1:43 pm

    So nice to have you home again and waking up to a Saturday haiku.

    Reply

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