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28 degrees Fahrenheit. (haiku)

January 30, 2023Nancy Bottahaiku, micropoem, micropoetry, poem, poet, poetry, senryu, writer, writing 3 Comments

A lingering frost

threatens our prized lemon tree—

you ignore my touch.

© Nancy Botta, 2023

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Almost over. (not-quite-a-haiku)

January 10, 2022Nancy Bottahaiku, micropoem, micropoet, micropoetry, poem, poet, poetry, senryu, tanka, writing 8 Comments

Rattled old visions
from the thin side of panic;
wet eyes in the dark.

© Nancy Botta, 2022

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Glint. (haiku)

July 30, 2021Nancy Bottahaiku, micropoem, micropoet, poem, poet, poetry, writer, writing 4 Comments
Photo by Egor Kamelev on Pexels.com

When the moon rises
river quartz glitters the shore;
stars beneath the sky.

© Nancy Botta, 2021

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Holy weapons. (senryu)

April 19, 2021Nancy Bottahaiku, micropoem, micropoetry, poem, poet, poetry, senryu, writer, writing 4 Comments

Brushing ash off bone
half men crawl though bitter fields—
glory be the light.

© Nancy Botta, 2021

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Shush. (haiku)

April 10, 2021Nancy Bottahaiku, micropoem, micropoetry, poem, poet, poetry, writer, writing 3 Comments

Every so often
the willow twists and shivers;
a long sleepless night.

© Nancy Botta, 2021

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