A haiku a day...

Friday
Fey ballerinas,
Tiny statuettes whirling,
Amidst the splendour.

Saturday
My head so groggy,
As we wander to the park
'Neath a mottled sky.

Sunday
My hands pull out pulp,
The knife carves its spooky face,
Now glow, Pumpkin King!

Monday
As I run, my path
is crossed by a handsome beast,
Black cat: lucky me.

Tuesday
Funny how feelings fluctuate,
the whole spectrum
revealed in a day.

Wednesday
Run downhill through a
tunnel of trees, orange light,
rejuvenates me.

Thursday
Perpetual motion,
keeps my thoughts ticking over,
Stops me from sinking.

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