Almost

A haiku

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

misty morning — I almost see a haiku

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Some mornings seem to hold words just beyond reach, suspended in the same soft uncertainty as the mist itself. The poem captures that familiar feeling of sensing a poem nearby — not fully formed, but present enough to follow. In that space between seeing and imagining, creativity quietly gathers its shape.

First published on NaHaiWriMo.

Curious how these small moments become haiku? I’ve written a short guide called *The Three-Minute Haiku System*, which shows a simple way to turn an observation into a draft haiku in just a few minutes.