Here’s my haiku for today, on the topic of Birds:
peacocks are vain, owls are wise
what do bird myths mean?
At the end of each month I’ll gather up the haikus in the “Haiku Comments” that meet the criteria and pick one at random in a drawing, and send the winner of the drawing one of my e-books: your choice of Haiku for the Seasons I, or Haiku for the Seasons II.
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black crows on white snow
yellow eyes glaring at me
they’ll get not a crumb
Arms lifted; eyes closed,
brisk winds blow across my chest;
dream the flight of birds.
Birds…..
The middle fingers
Next to the index fingers
And the ring fingers.