I rarely leave by 6 sharp. A whole other world In motion outside. The witching hour for dog walkers, dear canine friends. Strutting, sniffing bark. A man with webbed feet: shoes for the street and surf stands By the closing doors.
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Why haiku you say? Flash card occurrences, I retort smiling. Make it easier to remember, and to write. Snapshots of my life. Most days write/rewrite themselves. An oxymoron: Tradition vs. Now. Haiku invites choice, consideration. Words are selected with care. Emoted feelings seed, flourish, breathe then take flight. Haiku. That is why.
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