davanstrien/Haiku_Dataset · Datasets at Hugging Face

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morning haze -- a mosquito above the pond ice	tempslibres
a soda can shot full of holes -- spring sun	tempslibres
Easter morning -- I head out into trackless snow	tempslibres
first pussy willows -- the sound of a woodpecker shifts again	tempslibres
home sick -- just the sound of icicles dripping	tempslibres
spring frost -- a tower light pierces the sunset	tempslibres
spring in the air -- my walking stick pierces crusted snow	tempslibres
a fly beats against the window -- melting snow	tempslibres
subzero -- a moth flies towards the moonlit door	tempslibres
year's end -- a few tentative steps on the river ice	tempslibres
dawn -- the maple's colors spread through the fog	tempslibres
a new day -- the priest's robes fill with snow	tempslibres
overnight rain -- the scent of orange blossoms in a desert town	tempslibres
polished oak -- the freesia's shadow ends in coffee foam	tempslibres
scattered sun -- one chickadee louder than the rest	tempslibres
morning delivery -- snow comes in with the FedEx man	tempslibres
dog days -- the hill carried away a truck at a time	tempslibres
lingering day -- I study the moss in a park bench	tempslibres
sunset -- the day's heat still in the car	tempslibres
end of the drought -- a mushroom tilts under the spruce	tempslibres
slow boats -- the wind pushes a butterfly out to sea	tempslibres
cloud shadows -- and eagle picks over what the tide left	tempslibres
ebb tide -- a photo of a missing girl flutters in the breeze	tempslibres
first raindrops -- frog bones in the middle of the path	tempslibres
untrodden snow -- my breath clouds the way into the trees	tempslibres
crescent moon -- I follow the trail of a dragged Christmas tree	tempslibres
end of the year -- tracks along the edge of thin ice	tempslibres
full moon -- last week's snow slips from a wire	tempslibres
steady drizzle -- a snore from the man on the next yoga mat	tempslibres
moonless night -- a bath oil bead melting in the rain	tempslibres
winter doldrums -- the rain drips from plastic candy canes	tempslibres
night of meteors -- the first Christmas lights go up on the block	tempslibres
approaching winter -- I leave the seashell at the bottom of my purse	tempslibres
the empty bench -- spilled coffee turned to ice	tempslibres
working Saturday -- the small shadows of pigeons in the fog	tempslibres
the puddled field -- blades of grass pierce a cloud	tempslibres
morning haze -- ice drifts around the river stones	tempslibres
berry stains along the sidewalk -- hint of frost	tempslibres
a bright morning -- the mud pulls away from a frosty stone	tempslibres
walking meditation -- I pass through a cloud of breath	tempslibres
new coolness -- a train's light moves along the mountainside	tempslibres
wispy clouds -- the last blossom hangs on the fireweed	tempslibres
new coolness -- a pool at the center of the lupine leaves	tempslibres
sirens -- the wind pushes a butterfly to the ground	tempslibres
noon glare -- the wind blows sand out to sea	tempslibres
dog days -- driving to the lake to watch the icebergs drift	tempslibres
after the rain -- a frog-shaped shadow wavers in the puddle	tempslibres
hugs -- the spider on my old friend's arm	tempslibres
spray painted log -- I try not to sit on the word f***	tempslibres
a few yellow leaves -- the construction site grows towards my favorite tree	tempslibres
week of rain -- the insect's trail on the flattened leaf	tempslibres
a winged ant crawls on hot asphalt -- end of summer	tempslibres
discount store -- the unfinished tatoo on the cashier's arm	tempslibres
summer dust -- a caterpillar under the whale bone arch	tempslibres
a white night -- salmon bones curled against a log	tempslibres
scent of new leaves -- a caterpillar swings in a shaft of light	tempslibres
half-frog pose I lie and listen to the rain	tempslibres
spring currents -- the first gulls picking bones	tempslibres
a hawk searches the dry grass -- sundogs	tempslibres
the courtship songs of so many birds -- wind through my shirt	tempslibres
scent of rain -- a whale-shaped cloud hangs over the bay	tempslibres
a cold morning -- goose honks echo off the pavement	tempslibres
steamed milk -- snowmelt running from the coffee shop roof	tempslibres
between the yoga and chi gung classes -- scent of burning sage	tempslibres
dawn storm -- a bit of mountain ash stirred into the snow	tempslibres
horizonless -- sky-colored ice turns in the bay	tempslibres
sharp air -- the patch of blue changes shape	tempslibres
daylight moon -- the shadows of bubbles under the ice	tempslibres
fog patches -- a second little face in the sonogram	tempslibres
spin cycle -- snow flakes swirl outside the laundromat	tempslibres
lifting fog -- a few white feathers in the raven's breast	tempslibres
subzero -- the icicles filled with moonlight	tempslibres
long cold snap -- the icicle begins to fork	tempslibres
low clouds -- a gull circles above the police car light	tempslibres
snowy banks -- the drifting duck leans into a curve	tempslibres
a long split in the black inky cap -- snow clouds	tempslibres
dusk-- a yellow leaf passes through the beaver dam	tempslibres
season's end -- the scent of fish drifts downstream	tempslibres
new coolness -- a cloud passes through the mountain notch	tempslibres
soft rain fishing line parts a cloud of gnats	tempslibres
evening light following the anchor line into the sea	tempslibres
how quickly the nights grow longer -- fireweed in bloom	tempslibres
summer salad -- a nasturtium burns the tip of my tongue	tempslibres
a spider web caught in my hand; scent of rain	tempslibres
a damp evening -- each of us with our own cloud of gnats	tempslibres
the evening train almost empty -- sundogs	tempslibres
week of rain -- the henna tatoo fading fast	tempslibres
low tide -- a shorebird's call rises from the mud	tempslibres
Sunday drive -- all the rain clouds toward home	tempslibres
wildfire haze between the icebergs -- the blue wind	tempslibres
dandelions -- I lose sight of the yellow butterfly	tempslibres
someone whistling Blue Moon at the falls -- the mist	tempslibres
lenghtening days -- a bird's shadow crosses the yellow wall	tempslibres
new moon -- lamplight fills the holes in a shot-out sign	tempslibres
moss growing on the manhole cover -- winter rain	tempslibres
news of his death -- I can't stop looking at the sickle moon	tempslibres
daybreak - ice between the river stones	tempslibres
locking it - moonlight at the back of the mailbox	tempslibres
silence - the evening snow falls onto moss	tempslibres
distant thunder- a caterpillar drops from a ragged leaf	tempslibres

morning haze -- a mosquito above the pond ice

tempslibres

a soda can shot full of holes -- spring sun

tempslibres

Easter morning -- I head out into trackless snow

tempslibres

first pussy willows -- the sound of a woodpecker shifts again

tempslibres

home sick -- just the sound of icicles dripping

tempslibres

spring frost -- a tower light pierces the sunset

tempslibres

spring in the air -- my walking stick pierces crusted snow

tempslibres

a fly beats against the window -- melting snow

tempslibres

subzero -- a moth flies towards the moonlit door

tempslibres

year's end -- a few tentative steps on the river ice

tempslibres

dawn -- the maple's colors spread through the fog

tempslibres

a new day -- the priest's robes fill with snow

tempslibres

overnight rain -- the scent of orange blossoms in a desert town

tempslibres

polished oak -- the freesia's shadow ends in coffee foam

tempslibres

scattered sun -- one chickadee louder than the rest

tempslibres

morning delivery -- snow comes in with the FedEx man

tempslibres

dog days -- the hill carried away a truck at a time

tempslibres

lingering day -- I study the moss in a park bench

tempslibres

sunset -- the day's heat still in the car

tempslibres

end of the drought -- a mushroom tilts under the spruce

tempslibres

slow boats -- the wind pushes a butterfly out to sea

tempslibres

cloud shadows -- and eagle picks over what the tide left

tempslibres

ebb tide -- a photo of a missing girl flutters in the breeze

tempslibres

first raindrops -- frog bones in the middle of the path

tempslibres

untrodden snow -- my breath clouds the way into the trees

tempslibres

crescent moon -- I follow the trail of a dragged Christmas tree

tempslibres

end of the year -- tracks along the edge of thin ice

tempslibres

full moon -- last week's snow slips from a wire

tempslibres

steady drizzle -- a snore from the man on the next yoga mat

tempslibres

moonless night -- a bath oil bead melting in the rain

tempslibres

winter doldrums -- the rain drips from plastic candy canes

tempslibres

night of meteors -- the first Christmas lights go up on the block

tempslibres

approaching winter -- I leave the seashell at the bottom of my purse

tempslibres

the empty bench -- spilled coffee turned to ice

tempslibres

working Saturday -- the small shadows of pigeons in the fog

tempslibres

the puddled field -- blades of grass pierce a cloud

tempslibres

morning haze -- ice drifts around the river stones

tempslibres

berry stains along the sidewalk -- hint of frost

tempslibres

a bright morning -- the mud pulls away from a frosty stone

tempslibres

walking meditation -- I pass through a cloud of breath

tempslibres

new coolness -- a train's light moves along the mountainside

tempslibres

wispy clouds -- the last blossom hangs on the fireweed

tempslibres

new coolness -- a pool at the center of the lupine leaves

tempslibres

sirens -- the wind pushes a butterfly to the ground

tempslibres

noon glare -- the wind blows sand out to sea

tempslibres

dog days -- driving to the lake to watch the icebergs drift

tempslibres

after the rain -- a frog-shaped shadow wavers in the puddle

tempslibres

hugs -- the spider on my old friend's arm

tempslibres

spray painted log -- I try not to sit on the word f***

tempslibres

a few yellow leaves -- the construction site grows towards my favorite tree

tempslibres

week of rain -- the insect's trail on the flattened leaf

tempslibres

a winged ant crawls on hot asphalt -- end of summer

tempslibres

discount store -- the unfinished tatoo on the cashier's arm

tempslibres

summer dust -- a caterpillar under the whale bone arch

tempslibres

a white night -- salmon bones curled against a log

tempslibres

scent of new leaves -- a caterpillar swings in a shaft of light

tempslibres

half-frog pose I lie and listen to the rain

tempslibres

spring currents -- the first gulls picking bones

tempslibres

a hawk searches the dry grass -- sundogs

tempslibres

the courtship songs of so many birds -- wind through my shirt

tempslibres

scent of rain -- a whale-shaped cloud hangs over the bay

tempslibres

a cold morning -- goose honks echo off the pavement

tempslibres

steamed milk -- snowmelt running from the coffee shop roof

tempslibres

between the yoga and chi gung classes -- scent of burning sage

tempslibres

dawn storm -- a bit of mountain ash stirred into the snow

tempslibres

horizonless -- sky-colored ice turns in the bay

tempslibres

sharp air -- the patch of blue changes shape

tempslibres

daylight moon -- the shadows of bubbles under the ice

tempslibres

fog patches -- a second little face in the sonogram

tempslibres

spin cycle -- snow flakes swirl outside the laundromat

tempslibres

lifting fog -- a few white feathers in the raven's breast

tempslibres

subzero -- the icicles filled with moonlight

tempslibres

long cold snap -- the icicle begins to fork

tempslibres

low clouds -- a gull circles above the police car light

tempslibres

snowy banks -- the drifting duck leans into a curve

tempslibres

a long split in the black inky cap -- snow clouds

tempslibres

dusk-- a yellow leaf passes through the beaver dam

tempslibres

season's end -- the scent of fish drifts downstream

tempslibres

new coolness -- a cloud passes through the mountain notch

tempslibres

soft rain fishing line parts a cloud of gnats

tempslibres

evening light following the anchor line into the sea

tempslibres

how quickly the nights grow longer -- fireweed in bloom

tempslibres

summer salad -- a nasturtium burns the tip of my tongue

tempslibres

a spider web caught in my hand; scent of rain

tempslibres

a damp evening -- each of us with our own cloud of gnats

tempslibres

the evening train almost empty -- sundogs

tempslibres

week of rain -- the henna tatoo fading fast

tempslibres

low tide -- a shorebird's call rises from the mud

tempslibres

Sunday drive -- all the rain clouds toward home

tempslibres

wildfire haze between the icebergs -- the blue wind

tempslibres

dandelions -- I lose sight of the yellow butterfly

tempslibres

someone whistling Blue Moon at the falls -- the mist

tempslibres

lenghtening days -- a bird's shadow crosses the yellow wall

tempslibres

new moon -- lamplight fills the holes in a shot-out sign

tempslibres

moss growing on the manhole cover -- winter rain

tempslibres

news of his death -- I can't stop looking at the sickle moon

tempslibres

daybreak - ice between the river stones

tempslibres

locking it - moonlight at the back of the mailbox

tempslibres

silence - the evening snow falls onto moss

tempslibres

distant thunder- a caterpillar drops from a ragged leaf

tempslibres