Haiku du jour

Tax forms in the mail
Tulip spears stretch from the ground
Spring creeping back in

Haiku du jour 2

Shopping isn't life -
Despite all pressure,
Hand still clamps wallet.

Haiku du jour

Spring arrives by mail
A wave of catalogs
Flutter like blossoms.

Haiku du jour 2

The bright sun cuts through
Snow and the morning commute-
The seasons shift again.

Haiku du jour (for Leslie)

The Mouth is speaking -
Words gush, my zen calm shatters
Why wreck my Friday?

Haiku du jour

Birds sing in bare trees
Despite white snow on the ground
Spring is creeping in.

Haiku du jour

Cold as a March wind,
The rude woman pushed me aside -
Another Monday.