A Few New: Haiku 915-919

Some recent haiku.

Haiku 915

Hello little frog
you wiggle your cool moist toes
in my warm dry hand

1/14/21

Haiku 916

jar of dried up paste
left behind in the locker
last day of third grade

1/14/21

Haiku 917

the medium laughs
pale ectoplasmic fingers
caress her beaked nose

1/14/21

Haiku 918

vanished by morning
the last snow of that winter
fly-by-night snowflakes

1/17/21

Haiku 919

a few small lemons
do they have sourness enough
to match your thin smile?

1/17/21

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