Blowing & Drifting

Something about Thursday called for haiku.

Flower Shadows

Morning
Days without meetings
Are easy to get up for
Time to get stuff done

Noon
A baby swallow
Grounded on the hot sidewalk
Parents swoop madly

Afternoon
The roofing tar stench
Displeases, causes sneezes,
And inspires queases

Evening
The girls think “Heigh Ho”
By the silly Seven Dwarfs
Is funny and great.

Night
Crickets and breezes,
A marine haze, a sunset
Hiding to the west