Friday haiku

Early morning wood:  

Pine is no good, but Walnut,  

Oak and Cedar work

Thursday haiku

Early morning wood:  

All work for her fire, but  

she prefers hardwoods

Wednesday haiku

She wanted to have  

a heart-to-heart talk with him  

but his was missing

Tuesday haiku

He's gone. Our four is  

now three, a subtraction we  

will never accept

Monday haiku

Introverts unite!!  

(But not too close, and please stay  

out of my bubble)

Weekend haiku

When your body starts  

to battle itself, there's no  

way you're gonna win  

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I took a whole bunch  

of keys with me to Scotland.  

They have lots of lochs

Friday haiku

His name is Donald  

Stuart Rick, all first names, though  

just one is his last  

Thursday haiku

The pitter patter  

of the rain fills in while the  

kids are still sleeping

Wednesday haiku

The National Park  

Pass is misprinted.  It has  

a felon on it

Tuesday haiku

 He's hoping to fly  

his RC plane, the rain has  

other ideas

Monday haiku

Yesterday, we wore  

the kids out, so today we  

get serenity

Weekend haiku

It's Sunday morning,  

still quiet, still calm, except  

for the chatty rain  

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The Sizemore Bed &  

Breakfast: Great hosts, great vittles,  

must share bed with cat

Friday haiku

I note the rain in  

my haiku and it comes down  

much harder as thanks

Thursday haiku

Rain in the valley,  

snow in the mountains, well,  

that's February

Wednesday haiku

If Madness' house  

is in the middle of the  

street, that's poor zoning

Tuesday haiku

The Board of Peace Team  

has started a war. I guess  

they had misspelled "Board"

Monday haiku

I believe I am  

sinking into madness. I  

keep singing, "Our House".