
under the starlight
a momentary pause
the city grinds on
Nights in the city have a magic to them, don’t they?
I dig computers

under the starlight
a momentary pause
the city grinds on
Nights in the city have a magic to them, don’t they?
resisting the wind
amidst winter’s aggressions
life’s tenacity

under damp branches
swaying underneath the breeze
stump returns to earth

from moon and stars
memories of tomorrow
drifting between dreams
I love this image I found on Adobe Spark. Might be via Pexals, but when I’m on the app, it’s not at all clear. But it’s a very fun haiku.
on the edge of dreams
night takes ahold of my life
the moon and clouds sing

morning darkness
unwanted wakefulness;
listening to the rain
raindrops sing
a melancholy tune
my tea cup cools

looking up at dusk
the stars starting to appear
the fog of my breath

Father and child
Gazing upon Christmas lights
Embracing wonder