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  • Writer's pictureWILLIAM HAZEL

October Haikus - Daily haiku by the numbers


A daily haiku practice through the month of October. The date being the prompt word for each day's entry.



cedarwood incense

first eve cold glow burning slow

October begins


grey to blue to grey

warm cold harshly disagree

second soaked deep through


flood tide neighbors ride

dark waters defy deny

this third this Monday


peanuts in the shell

bar keep stories dark and tall

Guinness foaming fourth


one more blanket topped

cold fifth turned heated retreat

entangled beneath


midweek date out late

Sauvignon kisses chilled blanc

this sixth with the Moon


seventh day sun gone

lantern candle fence painting

forty hours behind


portobellos grilled

ghost faces in fire pit smoke

eighth holds secrets old


ninth sun high bright burns

swim in clearest blue above

clapperclaw in pines


black cat window lights

neighbor bats and webs and skulls

tenth turning in graves


eleventh confused

seventy to forty low

windows open fresh


river walk calming

midday coffee perfect black

twelfth turning slowly


counter ants parade

ambitions sweet jam smeared red

thirteen picks up crumbs


fourteen serves it warm

impatient pumpkins rotting

August remembers


month washed delicate

autumn fabric sun soaked bright

fifteen folds mid creased



sheets warming to breast

journal and coffee note hope

sixteenth dawn yawning


windshield sweeps rain blind

seventeen thunders even

gutters sop with sins


spicey foods and friends

versa vice could be maybe

eighteen buys a round


flannel dryer warm

oatmeal cookies iced white sweet

nineteen tastes of cold


night pack shouldered light

twenty front pocket crumpled

quarter moon spending


seasonal mood swing

friday night haunts inviting

twenty-one out late


busy market yeasts

sourdough wrapped basked warm

twenty-two crunches


dark rain Shelleyesque

twenty-third turns black and white

Colin Clive eyes haunt


great pumpkin and Charles

childhood blanket moth eaten

twenty-four rewinds


twenty and now five

hauntings already begun

ghosts whiting with moon


fog drenched thick unseen

hesitant steps unknowing

twenty-sixth senses


candle frenzy lights

fruit flies buzzing pumpkin eyes

twenty-seven warms


gloom horizon hung

this unforgiven sun shunned

twenty-eight darks fate


midday bright reclined

fence shadows horizontal

twenty-nine grills out


ghost book and blanket

cinnamon hot steams scented

thirty curls under


children holding asks

more hollow than Hallow's Eve

thirty-0ne unmasks



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