In the Eye of the Storm: haiku

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Friday, January 1, 2016

Intimacy shown
in haiku variations
expanding the theme.

True Thanksgiving
comes from the acceptance of
the grace we're given.

November sleet chills,
providing a grim foretaste
of bitter winter.

Eighteen fathoms depth
gives a different meaning
to days at the beach.

How do we still dance
when you are walking away,
and I am dying?

Choosing which ties bind,
no duty except for love,
you're my greater good.

Stuff of rain and dreams,
ineffable wisps of thought,
scudding across sky.