Similar weather
three converge along the path
say good morning twice
so many alarms
ringing through the neighborhood
nobody knows why
the planes seem louder
not because it is quiet
but we can hear them
Category: Poems
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SeptHaikuWriMo 11
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SeptHaikuWriMo 10
Walking to the arts
festival under a clear
blue September sky
each booth was filled with
arts unique to each other
some artists napping
at their stations while
passersby observed their work
with curious eyes
pencil strokes blown glass
enormous photographic
landscapes and doorways
miniature scales
almost too much to take in
worlds upon more worlds
we noticed also
almost directly above
airplanes were streaking
from our vantage point
we could not tell if they were
taking off or landing
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SeptHaikuWriMo 9
Fed up with the past
harbinger of the future
rear view is side ways
this would always be
catastrophic in any
normal circumstance
enough with carrots
cluttering up the airwaves
just go with the sticks
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SeptHaikuWriMo 7
A year is measured
with a difference these days
how many decades
did the last month hold
how old were we when we met
older than right now
first when you are born
then the rest is history
as evidenced by
to the contrary
how little we remember
of our soon past selves
how we look forward
through a spinning carousel
still at the center
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SeptHaikuWriMo 6
No reason to stay
outside all day except for
diminished returns
knowing that less light
will reach our eyelids straining
the coming season
trees lose their luster
perhaps never to return
not in the same way
as if we could know
where we go when the leaves fall
before their time comes
when they should be here
sheltering us from the light
we soak in all day
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SeptHaikuWriMo 5
No reason to stay
inside all day except for
the drear of it all
season is ending
before the next one begins
constant placeholder
standing in place of
a direct experience
nowhere to be seen
future is prologue
deja vu all that is left
slight variations
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SeptHaikuWriMo 4
It makes the most sense
that young children keep in touch
closest to the dead
from start to finish
they know each relative to
places they had been
the same as when friends
rejoin after months or years
they remember when
they saw each other
last—and even if it feels
it had been longer
they know it was just
yesterday—what we awoke
to find this morning
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SeptHaikuWriMo 3
Suddenly autumn
side effect of disaster
no alternatives
Neighborhood might change
but not enough to notice
how it used to be
Something in the air
leaves burning or the debris
piled on the sidewalk
Selves being marked safe
storms now traverse the country
keep getting stronger
Weather is clearing
how do we know it’s over
another forming
Joshua Keiter 