in the twilight hours
waiting for the swallows return
I dream of you
~~~
in early evening
the sound of the mourning dove
so much lonelier
~~~
in the somber light
like so many nights before
keeping vigil
~~~
searching for your star
under the strawberry moon
a cricket chirps
Adas Poetry Alcove 
June 9, 2015 at 2:44 pm
Waiting for someone who never shows up is a lonely enterprise.
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June 11, 2015 at 6:07 pm
I really like this set – there’s such a delicate ache to all of the haiku, which, because the images are so lovely, has a pleasurable quality to it.
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June 11, 2015 at 6:41 pm
you do portray the ache of loneliness in this set – well done
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June 12, 2015 at 10:10 am
A nice cascade of haiku … I enjoyed the last one the best … bravo!
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