Winter Sun haiku /senryu

winter sun

my cat stretches

one long paw

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winter sun

frangipani leaves

through the blind

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winter sun

thinking of a walk

I fall asleep

Wet weather haiku

rainy weekend

my cat curls all day

on the couch

streets awash –

between downpours

faint bird-song

Written for Project 366, where I am a guest this month.

This Photo

This photo shows, only to me, 

my wind chimes' mellow notes; 

kids whistling, calling each other; 

the flurry of a sudden bird;

the damp smell of the rain.

Annoyance

Wet day,
the rain persistent.
I pull out my small black folding
brolly – but
the switch to open and shut it
detaches, drops, vanishes.
Wet day.

Welcome

'Welcome, black cat',
says my house.

Domestic Vignette

Rain falls soft and steady.

I open my door to the cool.

My small black cat

moves further inside the house
to sprawl on the bare coffee table.

A still night ...

a still night
circle dancers spin
bright colours

Across the Café

They talk, study the menu, smile.
Whenever he looks at her,
his eyes soften.

Last Night

I dined with friends last night.

A small pregnant wallaby came too.