Open Letter

I.
dim morning sun
sheds light on
an empty house

II.
coffee turns cold
last night’s I’m
not sorry – a lie

III.
your phone
number half-dialed
bitter gray clouds

IV.
writing to you
the pend runs dry
fog hides the stars

 

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Image: Guy Rose, Winter, WikiArt.org

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2015

Part of the 2015 November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge (Poetic Asides via Writer’s Digest) for the November 29 Prompt: open letter

Special Note: This series hooks onto the series I wrote for the Day 23 prompt, apology. Follow the link to get the start of this little story.

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Night

I. It Was a Cold and Silent Night

moonlit snowdrifts
sparkle in silence
the stars answer

II. It Was a Long and Sleepless Night

counting cars
as they pass
alone at midnight

moonlight stripes
paint the wall
still awake at three

nothing to do
but count each breath
eyes won’t close

 

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Image: Edvard Munch, White Night, WikiArt.org

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2015

Part of the 2015 November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge (Poetic Asides via Writer’s Digest) for the November 28 Prompt: It was a (blank) and (blank) night …

Leftover

I.
sparrows splash
in the remains of
last night’s puddles

II.
blackberries we
did not pick
left for the birds

III.

an empty chair
we all noticed
still left with grief

 

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Image: Vincent Van Gogh, Paul Gauguin’s Armchair, Wikipedia Commons

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2015

Part of the 2015 November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge (Poetic Asides via Writer’s Digest) for the November 27 Prompt: leftover

Luxury

I.
satin blue skies
golden birch leaves
the simple things

II.
velvet petals
dewed with pearls
warm morning light

III.
crystal drops cling
to ruby leaves
the smell of rain

IV.
silver stream
rushes opal banks
fresh white snow

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Image: Claude Monet, Water Lilies (1919), Wikipedia Commons

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2015

Part of the 2015 November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge (Poetic Asides via Writer’s Digest) for the November 26 Prompt: luxury

Echo

I.
midnight
one loon’s call
sounds like three

II.
rain taps the
window a ticking
clock answers

III.
the same call
back and forth
whip-poor-wills

IV.
rustling leaves
tree to tree
traveling song

 

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Image: Vincent Van Gogh, Olive Trees (1889), Wikipedia Commons

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2015

Part of the 2015 November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge (Poetic Asides via Writer’s Digest) for the November 25 Prompt: echo