Hearing the child her crying makes me realize honesty is sweet. Thunder from the sky and train become a chorus with the ceiling fan. The wind howls much like wolves, coyotes that were shot and then forgotten.
These work fantastically together..the chug of the fan hauling us through the story..like a train..splashes of light..in quite a harshly learnt story perhaps? jae
Nice haiku set...specially the thunder and wind howls ~ I write a lot of haiku in my other blog ~
ReplyDeleteIf you like there is a daily prompt over at Haiku Heights for this month ~ I blog there as Grace ~
Sweet :-) Going to check it all out.
Deleteinteresting.
ReplyDeletei like the line "honesty is sweet".
These work fantastically together..the chug of the fan hauling us through the story..like a train..splashes of light..in quite a harshly learnt story perhaps? jae
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jae. That's the thought I was going for :-)
Deletecool haiku! i particularly like the wolves, coyote one.
ReplyDeleteMe too :-)
DeleteGreat Haiku. I especially love the second one!
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