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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