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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 13h

Autumn’s hovering, waiting for night chills and flavorful brain freezes. #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku night chills

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 13h

Miniature mummy’s missing something fundamental— fall maple leaves. #inktober #haiku #halloweenhaiku

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

Mountain frost inches closer the valley floor— she’s feeling opaque. #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku frost

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

Graveyard markers, life’s last relics, record, report, propagate lichen. #inktober relic #haiku #poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

spotted mushrooms grow on crumbling pine tree stumps tricky light filters through #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku mushrooms

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

her apple knows my haunted pen fulfills autumn’s waning gibbous moon #inktober apple #haiku #poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

On orange shirt day we’re drinking hot mulled cider— September 30. #Haiku #Poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

they went home the black ant scouts time for a new trap #Haiku #Poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

October’s chill night sweeps through the cemetery hugging gravestones close. #dailyhaikuprompt #hailu night

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

parking lot wind blows and kicks up red maple leaves my coat fights the chill #dailyhailuprompt #haiku chill

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

My broom has never taken me anywhere. It mostly sits in the closet next to the washer. It’s got white, nylon teeth and a green body that’s probably plastic. Flights of fantasy and escape are in a book or while driving, but they don’t last long enough not like a broom should. #Poetry #MicroPoetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Blue dragonfly rests on her ice-coffee straw. She keeps on talking. #haiku #Poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Night rain outside falls, echoes, amplifies, passing cars— my pen is restless. #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku night

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

I don’t eat healthily. I like the naughtiest foods most: cheese burgers, pizza, pie, cake (!!!), icy fountain drinks. It’s terrible. It’s wrong. It’s overwhelmingly counter society’s good will: my own tiny rebellion in a sea of cultural purity. Did I mention fried chicken? #Poetry #MicroPoetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

Cottonwood in front of the Baptist church blew down— I drove slowly past. #haiku #poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

red scrub-oaks polka dot Toad Mountain’s autumn front wind carries sprinkles #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku wind

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

Autumn fog in the parking lot taps the motel room’s windows like fingers on a keyboard. The bed looks suspicious, so I prepare to sleep on the floor and see a Gideon Bible hidden beneath the nightstand while watching out for moving dust-bunnies. It’s pages smell of new ink. #Poetry #MicroPoetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

Of course, I speak for the pumpkins and the green fog seeping from their eyes. #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku #Halloween fog

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

glowing sunbeams walk through bold autumn hallways with smiling folded arms #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku Sunbeam

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

Sometimes the path through the oak forest clears. I don’t see the twists and turns or roots protruding to catch my feet. I’m suspicious. Where is the fog or the rain or the branches falling from overhead or the bears, monkeys, jaguars, and ex-wives looking for a fight? #Poetry #MicroPoetry.

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

Halloween’s coming— fog rolls round cemetery sycamore trees. #DailyHaikuProduct #Haiku fog

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

From the deep, he looks up at me squints as only the great whales can. #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku whale

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

I walk past the grinding freight yard, watching adolescents graffiti coal cars, and listen to cemetery whispers from over my shoulder. The moon illuminates the path before me on a driverless road. husked sycamore leaves flutter across the pavement— owl lands on a post #Poetry #MicroPoetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

He sputters at tangs, clowns, petty sharks, diving after deeper interests. #senryu #poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 24/09/2026

Strands of hair, like memories tied to every apple, wait for harvest. #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku strand & harvest

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 24/09/2026

Storm spilling around the Pacific. One of the biggest, they say. Probably avoidable, others say. It’s like playing chess in a fork: someone has to make a choice. I think we made the wrong one. #poetry #MicroPoetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

Fireflies disappear with chill autumn breezes, but the cats do not. #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku breeze

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

Fall previews arctic wind with early morning gusts and cold toes at school. #Haiku #Poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

Cutting through the desert night in an old Thunderbird, my brother and I, testing the speedometer, watch the gas gauge move as the stars crawl through skies remembering a different time. Surprised dairy cows stand on the dark highway, fending off the cold. #Poetry #MicroPoetry.

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

Mom‘s chrysanthemums filled the yard out front not grass— a lot less mowing. #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku chrysanthemums

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

A mother and a child stand beside the road. She holds a sign and the child drinks from a bottle. Her teddy bear is muddy. Someone stops with some money and a bag of groceries. Most drivers over their eyes. I’m a passenger driving south to the red rocks where autumn sun bakes. #Poetry #MicroPoetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

quill’s filled with mud, crawls the page and obligation, not love #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku quill

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

Daydream when dealing with folks demanding I say “yes” about spaceships. #Haiku #Poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

The wild wind wombles about the valley whipping around browning leaves. #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku wild wind

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

Autumn days when wee ghosties just don’t feel ornate the leaves fall sideways. #Haiku #Poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

Snow’s beginning to highlight mountains in white. I got off work late. #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku late snow

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

onions, pickles, bread, two beef patties, mayonnaise, and a football game #Haiku #Poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

Patio sparkles with silence, easy light, and birds chatting. #Haiku #Poetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

dappled light fades storms crowd the sky with thunder and distant lightning #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku dapple

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

Deer in my complex hide in shrubs beneath patios. Grass remains green. #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku dear

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

The last frogs, waiting for autumn‘s first frost remain green. #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku frog

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

Wait for the first storm to hit the mountains and sprinkle them with white. #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku First storm

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

We ran out of diapers flying from Seoul to San Francisco the layover to Salt Lake was too short to buy replacements. Mothers and grandmothers cocooned around us, gathering supplies, good will, and protection. Honey and nectar, camomile tea and cookies— snowbound mountains. #poetry #micropoetry

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

a constellation of giggling wiggles— my teenage grandkids #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku constellation

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

Mom hates grass. Mums fill the front yard, blooming, in September’s chill. #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku chill

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Aaron Guile @aaronguile.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

falling autumn leaves raked in piles red orange yellow nirvana #DailyHaikuPrompt #Haiku Nirvana

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