Fog Haiku

It’s the season of ‘mists and mellow fruitfulness’, and we’ve had quite a few foggy mornings. All I want to do is curl up with a good book, and let the day take care of itself …

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foggy day                                                       
afternoon nap
with two cats

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early mist …
curtains
of grey lichen

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strong coffee                                                            
before hockey practice –
dense fog

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the last haiku was first published by Extract(s)

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A Summer Father … terse, imagistic lines; … It’s not nostalgia that we experience but quiet, poignant grief. Richard Stevenson