Category: Run Haiku

Night winds
Chasing chins
Under warm collars

Hints of light gather
Beneath the nighttime sky
Wearing pyjamas

The hour before
Three stars become
Orion’s belt

Searching
The autumn-scented air
For one sound of her

Hints on the rim
Of the moon of the sky
Hidden fire

Running between
Stars in the
Morning’s night

Wake the sleepy-eyed
Familiar morning stars
Pointing at the moon

Trembling aspens
Painting their own shadows
Autumn gold

The first snow
Melted among the leaves
Fallen on the grass

Pause at the window
Watch the swiftly coming
Swell of winter