haiku retrospective cdvii

Another daily haiku exercise

heat wave --
ice cream piled high
in her cart

heat wave --
the knife pierces the skin
of the cucumber

heat wave --
the soft slow chatter
of the scrub birds

heat wave --
the woodcutter sings
a beach boys tune

heat wave --
a little pinkish water all that's left
of the raspberries

heat wave --
staccato whispers as they wrap
birthday presents

heat wave --
firewood stacked neatly
in the drive

heat wave --
the swings in the playground
so still

heat wave --
the sudden thump of his fist
against the desk

heat wave --
another day on a rock sailing
through space

10 September 2009