April 12, 2012 Haiku #100

I've now written
more haiku than
the years I will live in my life.

April 11, 2012 Haiku #99

Tiny little bodies
falling from the light fixture
landing on my desk.

April 10, 2012 Haiku #98

I hear the bells
ringing in the distance
for her it rang too soon.

April 9, 2012 Haiku #97

With each passing day
I grow a little older
a little more weary.

April 8, 2012 Haiku #96

It's five months today
My heart still aches to talk to you
just one more time.

April 7, 2012 Haiku #95

I miss you terribly
waking even from dreams
you were absent from.

April 6, 2012 Haiku #93 and #94

not a bright star
in the entire galaxy
as bright as she.

* * *

it grows cold once more
the ice settling in my veins
like sediment.

April 4, 2012 Haiku #92

Little yellow finch
Trilling a harmony
from the bird feeder.

April 3, 2012 Haiku #91

My bones are tired.
Eyes drooping with exhaustion.
But life is so short.

April 2, 2012 Haiku #89

It must kill you to know
I no longer think about you
more than a hundred times a day.

April 1, 2012 Haiku #89

A cricket chirps
and I run screaming
from the room.

March 31, 2012 Haiku #88

Brittle, fragile strength
wrapped up in paper
and a bright red bow.

March 30, 2012 Haiku #87

The night dark and restless
like an unsatisfied lover
plagued by insomnia.

March 29, 2012 Haiku #85 and #86

I think that I'm starting
to give up
this whole endeavor.

* * *

I forgot yesterday's haiku
It just didn't occur to me.
Whoops.

March 27, 2012 Haiku #84

Do you ever lose faith
in the people, in the world around you
do you ever want to scream?

March 26, 2012 Haiku #83

Just because I'm shy
doesn't mean you can't say hello
I get lonely, too.

March 25, 2012 Haiku #82

I wish that I could soar
above the treetops
and play tag with the mockingbird.

March 24, 2012 Haikus #80-81

I search for things to say
but sometimes words
seem to elude me.

* * *

Thousands of tiny specks
flying around in circles:
bug tornadoes.

March 22, 2012 Haiku #79

And it eats at you
Like a slow-spreading cancer
until there's nothing left.

March 21, 2012 Haiku #78

Laughter and cool breezes
enfold us in their gentle arms
as we are reunited.