east of the city
smoke becomes the horizon
and the sky
Tag: city
haiku 449
city life –
one night a fat possum
tonight four raccoons
haiku 446
amish buggy sign –
distant city illumines
oncoming clouds
haiku 371
big city –
smart car passes
pink humvee
haiku 355
night in the city –
grateful
for a few stars
haiku 274
thunderstorm –
other side of city
battered
haiku 271
star-filled sky
stayed in the country
when I moved
haiku 250
constant wind
less personal
in the city
Fiction: Hatchet Job
“I’ve got it all set up for you, if you really want to do it.”
“It’s not so much a matter of want as need,” Wes said. “This is something I need to do. I should do it.”
Sheryl shrugged. “Over there. I’ve got one in a little pen, and Warren sharpened the hatchet. He said to remind you to just hit the turkey, not yourself.”
Wes made a little smile. “So kind of him.”
“He was kidding around. But it is good advice.”
They reached the small pen, and Wes stared at the big turkey his cousin and her husband had set aside for him. Sheryl kicked at the pen to make the turkey move back a little. She opened the door and ushered Wes inside.
haiku 226
Perseids flare
behind clouds
and city lights