Forty days and nights Foregoing pleasures penance Consolation beads
Life’s fleeting moments Caught on yellowing paper Vignettes of the past
Ripples spread outward Hours, days immeasurable Awake or a dream?
A fork in the road Choices to make, left or right Can I have a spoon?
Deadlines are useless Work can wait, important plans Daisy chains to make
Diatribes rage on Accusations flung like knives No leg to stand on
Shedding winter gloom Warmth and sunshine on my skin Ready for the beach
Time is running out Twenty-four hours in a day Are never enough
New around the pond? Haven’t seen you here before. The silent type, huh? Haiku Friday is back with Lou beginning this week. Stop by over there and check out the other poets.