Haiku -17-
by Lee
cricket song through mist
steam floats from morning coffee –
this moment before . . .
~ ~ ~ ~
© Lee Samuels
citing shadows
an accounting of life . . . in verse
cricket song through mist
steam floats from morning coffee –
this moment before . . .
~ ~ ~ ~
© Lee Samuels
citing shadows 
This feels like my back porch… lovely
Thank you! I really enjoy the first moments of the day when things are quiet and clear – and wide open to possibility.
Outstanding, Lee! The imagery in L1 and L2 are as good as it gets anywhere. Then L3 comes along and forces me to think instead of just observing/experiencing the images with you, and I’m suddenly feeling rather inadequate. I looked at the “tags” for this haiku and see “prelude to creation” and wonder if that tag is a clue to your intent in L3. Can you help a guy out here, Lee? I love the haiku and will love it even more if there is a key to L3 that you can share with me. *g*
Ron
Smiles to you, Ron! Sorry I’m late getting back!
I’m an introvert who needs quiet in order to process, create, and become. Early mornings represent a time and world that belongs to me alone: for a few fleeting moments there’s the possibility that I can do anything – be anything – I wish. Perhaps 14 billion years ago or so ago The Almighty took his morning coffee out to the back steps, sat down, paused, looked and listened . . . and felt as I.
Creation? Genesis? Prelude? Yes, I believe the words apply!
Well Done!
🙂