December

1
Lights stab night
Cocks call day
Snakes hide.

2
Sun hates sleep
Winds roam dry
Lips crack.

3
Air wears dust
Eyes lose tears
Streams dry.

4
Trees hate leaves
Shrubs choose death
Fires rage.

5
Dark strikes day
Bugs praise night
Doves roost.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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October 25, 2013 at 1:10 PM
ha ha love all the haiku... LINDA
Kendrick Avatar
March 5, 2012 at 3:49 AM
Interesting Haiku...Must be a dry spell in your area..Sara
Alumbugu Avatar
March 5, 2012 at 7:29 AM
It sure is dry...not far from the Sahara desert. Thanks for commenting.
Webb Avatar
September 25, 2011 at 1:43 PM
I like this one a lot. For me it paints a picture of the unchanging, giving the reader a feeling mixed (and this is just me) with lost hope and an appreciation for natural beauty at the same time. Keep it up mate!
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