The Daily Haiku

A world of five - seven - five. At one time daily, now kind of sporadic.

Whirlwind of dry leaves,
A cool breath creates the dance
of Autumn's essence.

Los said...: It is 85
Doesn't feel like Fall to me
You are full of it.; 9:26 AM, September 21, 2005
Ink and Stone said...: I think the correct response here is.... F*** you, Karl.; 10:04 AM, September 21, 2005
The Rev said...: Dry leaves on the ground
But it's too fuckin early
Not done with Summer; 2:54 PM, September 21, 2005