Her lips
play
trombone
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
Her lips
play
trombone
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
Filed under Senryu Poems About Human Nature
Morning snow
on wooded branches -
Deadlines loom.
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
Filed under Haiku Poems About Snow
Tire tracks
curved and crossed on soft
wet snow
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
Filed under Haiku Poems About Snow
Rock salt
on broken pavement -
Shotguns
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
Filed under Haiku Poems About Snow
winter
warm breath
dissipates
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
Filed under Haiku Poems About Winter
Slow
economy – Time for
a walk
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
Filed under Senryu Poems About Human Nature
Third eye -
The day-lit half-white
moon.
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
Filed under Haiku Poems About The Moon
I’ll sing
until the birdsong’s
done.
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
Filed under Haiku Poems About Birds
Night falls
onto black
ice.
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
Filed under Haiku Poems About Night