passing the station
the jogger puffs
a robin sings
me to sleep
the school girl’s skirt
how wide the sky
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Tagged as Another Lost Shark, Australian haiku, Contemporary Australian Haiku, Graham Nunn, Graham Nunn - San Francisco Haiku, Graham Nunn haiku, haiku about San Francisco, poems about San Francisco, San Francisco Haiku, San Francisco poems, Western Haiku
Another delightful series of haiku.
Thanks as always for your comments SLP,
That first one is fantastic 🙂 Love your series.
How I marveled at the third one. Whew!
Thanks Arian, glad that one caught your eye and your breath.
“…how wide the sky…”
far from a new phrase, yet how perfectly it encapsulates what you say here.
in any number of minds, it would pull us back to places we have been. breath is the key. air is everything.
too true bruce, without breath…
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