Days of The Week Haikus

Sunday

Kites, wings like birds up

in the sky far away. Sun

shines like bright laughter

Monday

Tiny little rats

mask over their little face.

A banal routine

Tuesday

Clouds scatter the sky,

gloomy and shadowed, mushrooms

hidden under roots.

Wednesday

Halfway up the rocks,

a tall, steep mountain, slipping

on the hard rubble.

Thursday

Almost done! Almost…

Anticipation deep in

the marrow of bone

Friday

Grassy hope, meadow

full of white flowers, tiny

and delicate hearts.

Saturday

Rest, relaxation

Book open on my tired

lap; jubilation.