Aug 5, 2006
Late Night Haiku XIV
By Timothy R. Butler | Posted at 21:40:52
XXXVIII. Time. When did it pass?
The winged chariot flew by
When I looked away.
XXXIX. Wind fluttered the leaves,
A friendly voice heard near too,
Fade as distant now.
XXXX. Summer's energy
Burns fast in the waning days,
Do the crickets know?