Haiku Book

The suns reflection,
on the glistening water,
causing me to squint.

An aqua-blueness,
and the patterns that it has,
those waves in a glass.

Where did Thursday go,
it came briefly, I am sure,
but here is Friday.

It’s never too late,
to remember springs blossoms,
and focus on good.

Guitar’s relaxing,
to play if not listen to,
and playsecret chords.

The fitness challenge,
as the years begin to show;
becoming a stretch.

Up at eight o’clock,
had a shower, found a sock,
and time went tick tock.

Do photography
and develop it better,
with a keener eye.

Some shadow shadings,
creating their cool patterns,
in their own art form.

Simply beautiful,
the way the sunlight’s falling,
and lighting its face.