deep storm approaching / swimming through the dark landscape / liquid wind flashes

dark early morning / low fog, clear skies, Cheshire moon / quintessential fall

damp autumn sunset / the air itself shifts colours / like pale northern lights

pink-silver dayrise / dark fir silhouettes protrude / floating in the fog

December arrives / so instantaneously / BAM! Frost, fog,and cold

frozen morning roads / glitter in the pink sunrise / slow drive for coffee

gilded clouds huddled / at the southeast horizon / absorb sunrise warmth

the wind huffs and puffs / a flock of leaves flutters down / from rooftop perches

evergreen ferns glow / in golden winter sunlight / highlighting the trees

illusion shatters / into a thousand new ones / truth cannot be known

dark winter morn fog / as dense as if we exist / in a cotton ball

this morning's moon is / a ghost of itself, blurry / behind the low clouds

rain slices down to / highlight shiny asphalt in / bright silver sunlight

limbo afternoon / grey skies, lazy drizzle, stuck / between the seasons

the southward coastline / dotted with bright windsurfers / fights stiff ocean winds

gilded cityscape / of steel and glass and granite / cooling as dusk falls

spring decends in a / swath of wild indecision / sun, rain, sun, rain, SQUIRREL

staccato deluge / punctuates the afternoon / with liquid sunshine

spring destroys all signs / that weren't bolted down enough / to withstand the storms

whistling past windows / fierce gusts of spring chill rip through / dancing tree branches

mirrored skyscrapers / reflect the melancholy / dripping from above

I forgot how rest / that is well-earned is so much / more satisfying

as thick as the fog / history envelopes our / oblivious rush

thin brushstrokes of cloud / wisp across the evening sky / painting the sunset

soft, cool, morning fog / is sweeter during summer / for its stay is brief

time is like syrup / sticky and slow and viscous / until it's heated

one day-cloud got snagged / on the moon and remains bright / white in the night sky

I feel the need to / write a haiku, but I have / nothing to observe