Yearning Returning: Rhyming Haiku

The empty, aching
yearns have returned. I’ve learned. I’m
past treading old paths.

OR
The lonely, aching

Yearnings are returning. I’m/
past treading old paths.

Looking West Reframe: Rhyming Haiku of Gratitude

Vashon Island Sunset flying into Seattle with Olympic Mountains in the BackgroundEach day we breathe in/
a new sunset is one more/
we’re glad just to get.

Backstory: My friend Erin Harold, who is struggling (but winning) against the Covid-19 Coronavirus, posted a sunset photo from her Seattle home, with one word: Grateful”.
This haiku honors her gratitude. (This sunset photo is out my plane window flying over Vashon Island into Seattle, November 2019)

Super Moonset over West Chickamauga Creek

The Setting Of The Super Moon: Two Haiku

Super Moonset over West Chickamauga CreekWhen you’re out of the/
daily grind, you can take time/
to watch the moon set.

AND

Super moon rises/
are grand. Did you miss them? There’s/
still super moon sets.

Super moon set over the West Chickamauga and a corn field, through a gap in the oak trees.

If you miss the rising of the super moon
in the late afternoon,
don’t forget:
When the grass is early morning dew wet,
there’s a super moon set.