butwait.blogspot.com || At least one haiku I am comfortable sharing. Every day.
if they can't stand uswe will wait and watch them sweatwe who have always been
a lightning bug finds usstill holding handsas Pride month winds down
candles winking outas the wind makes my wish for me
nightly news antidote —I count the baby's toesas he lies sleeping
wide open window —I think about welcominga cool breeze and you
watermelon days —my sister still won't tell meher seed-spitting trick
the sound of wings —a sparrow turns a puddleinto a bath
after last year's droughtwe catch ourselves exclaimingover each new green
warm seaside aircarrying salt and sand —let's bring some back home
