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moonlight magic
gliding through the night
the silent flight of owls
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Author Archives: haiku djean
life before cellular
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life before cellular —
little birds camped
on high strung
telephone lines
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late afternoon
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late afternoon
daddy push-mowing the lawn
his hat tilted just so
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on the darkest night
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on the darkest night
smelling colors —
in the garden
lavender!
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my inner tide
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my inner tide
drifts aimlessly —
you were my sun, my moon —
you were, my love, my gravity
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charred hollowed
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charred hollowed
tree stump
still brimming with life —
busy buzzing
honeybees
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midnight
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midnight
the wild sea
sinking into
crashing waves
all the falling stars
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dark moonless night
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dark moonless night
all the hidden crickets
telling taller tales
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windy days
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windy days
the path filled
with brambles and weeds —
my heart
since losing you
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magical wonderland
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magical wonderland —
all the treasures to find
in the place called Lost
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windy days
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windy days
drip-dry laundry — all the
rainbow-color clothespins
line dancing
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seafood restaurant
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seafood restaurant
clams, oysters, crabs —
out the back door
pelicans wait to share
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the edge of day
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the edge of day —
caught in wispy clouds
the moon’s fading glow
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late summer heat
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late summer heat —
dreaming of peach blossoms
cherry blossoms, plums —
all the sweet flavors
teasing my tongue
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still life
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still life . . .
home made clothes-pin bag
grandma hangs wet laundry
on an endless drip-dry line
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the old pond
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the old pond
singing frogs jump
into the sound of water
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blinding summer sun
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blinding summer sun
stumbling in
to an eye exam
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dreary morning
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dreary morning
suddenly alive —
raindrops tapping
the windowpane
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passing midnight train
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passing midnight train —
is the whistle blowing
tonight or tomorrow?
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the muse has fled
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the muse has fled
my soul can find no words
mom’s gone a month 2 days
daddy a decade now
and in between them both
my husband begged to go
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wild rosemary
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wild rosemary
lines the garden path
smellingf tonight’s
dinner plans
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dark silent night
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dark
silent
night
listening
for
the
sound
of
falling
stars
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break of day
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break of day
all the chirping birds
celebrate
the rising sun
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gusty winds
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gusty winds —
as waves crash the shore
our kites
dance in the sky
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haiku I read at mom’s funeral
One of the things I will always remember is how much mom loved my haiku and would ask for a new one every day. I had chosen about 10 to read at her funeral but then felt it might be too many so these are the ones I read:
❤️
summers at the coast
seagulls and mom
searching for shells
❤️
bucket of words —
mom laughs when I spill
a new haiku
❤️
new mystery book!
afternoon shadows
creep across the page
❤️
still life —
cat
ready to pounce
❤️
hot summer days
trees blooming
with butterflies
❤️
midnight sky
all the shining stars
celebrate mom
❤️
❤️
mama
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mama
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her face glowing with love
in the moonlight
has gone home again to dad
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mama you shrank so small
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mama
you shrank so small
but when you left
the hole it tore in my heart
is too large
to ever heal
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summers at the beach
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summers at the beach
seagulls and mama
searching for shells
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roses of fire
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roses of fire —
the brilliance
of our forever love
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blackberry bush
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blackberry bush
all the ripe berries!
my stained fingertips
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end of day
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end of day
purples reds pinks
the setting sun
kisses the horizon
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old clothes
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old clothes
household chores
windexed windows
cherry blossoms
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clear summer nights
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clear summer nights
our love shining forever
in all the twinkling stars
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transitioning
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“transitioning”
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another way to say
mom’s getting ready
to be with dad again
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tangeringe groves
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tangeringe groves
the deepest orange —
the smell of citrus
licks my lips
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reflections
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reflections
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old pond . . .
floating between the stars
the summer moon
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stark white walls
(These two haiku were actually written 07/26/23 and 07/27/23)
v1
07/26/23
stark white walls —
through open windows
the colors of sunset
warm the room
v2
07/27/23
stark white walls —
through open windows
the colors of sunset
paint the room
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tree frog
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tree frog
out on a limb
hoping to catch
a butterfly kiss
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dandelion puffs
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dandelion puffs
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gravity
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ebbtide
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ebbtide —
seagull feathers
line the shore
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alceon ku 