I climb in bed
the sheets are warm
he’s already snoring

Tamara Foster

I love this because it is so true. I get a sense of comfort form this haiku. I see a happy couple, happy with their mundane life together. I love the feeling of climbing in to bed after my fiancé is already sleeping and the bed is already warm from his body. —Destany

my feet wet
from the grass—
a slug

winter
snow flakes
collect on a rabbit's back

Josh Parmenter

winter day
brings old stories
from grandma

crisp autumn morning
under my feet
the leaves crunch

Tamara Foster

Tennessee Mountains…
more visible
than my dreams

Destany Lucas

winter paws
outside
my window

Josh Parmenter

sweaty children heading in
bathtub water running
the sun descending

two people
within a million stars
a kiss good night

end of fall
bitter wind
the beginning of a friendship

the sound of music
she smiles
in the dark

summer night
in the dark
the sound of music

Danae Fultz

I enjoy the pleasant tone of this haiku. It is relaxing. I picture someone setting on their porch enjoy a beautiful summer evening. Their daydreaming is interrupted by the summer night sounds. The music the person hears is the breeze through the trees, the crickets, tree frogs and summer winds ringing the neighbor’s wind chimes.—Destany

the warmth of the sun
a mother recalls
the first word spoken

Danae Fultz

winter falls
fresh cut wood
now covered

looking out the window
the child prays
for snow

cold lips
suddenly warm…
my first kiss

Destany Lucas

snow is falling
a child’s hand
a cat’s meow

facing winter
          the driver stops
not soon enough

Josh Parmenter

a quiet prayer for snow
backpack full
of unfinished homework

Tamara Foster

This poem reminds me of going to school as a kid. I remember praying for school to be canceled so I could sled with my friends. I would put off homework a lot when I was younger. I can feel the stress the child is having. The child hasn’t done his or her homework and needs a miracle to save the day. Everyone can relate to this feeling. —Josh

afternoon wind
pushes snow
against the shed

Josh Parmenter