Sunday Haiku
Sunday’s denouement
Flatlines the weekend
Yet again
Poem 26
Friendship
We have been friends
For years and years
We pick up where we left off
No matter
The space in between
No matter the spouse in between
Stories warm our talk
No secrets kept veiled
We know them all
We know their vestments
The teasing bares a sweet side
We know each other so well
No room for jabs
Just the splendid chance
For open face
Open heart
Poem 27
Crows
Gray
Still
Moments before colors
Perform their dance in the sky,
The crows swoop along our rooftop
Headed north
Perhaps to feast at the Columbia
Whose waters
Once powerful
And awesome
Now slowed by the dams
Their pent-up passions
Held fast
Hours pass
And the crows return
Chattering
They linger on the rooftop
And the sun
Dips
Poem 28
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