Iowa: Land of Endless Cornfields

I've been in Milford, Iowa for the past week helping with a vacation bible school at Shepherd of the Lakes Lutheran Church and I've been having a pretty good time. My best friend has been here helping as well with one of her friends, and I think we've all been having fun. Any way, since it's almost time for us to be heading home I thought I would write a couple of Haiku using my experiences here as inspiration. And yes, I do have a bit more for inspiration than just corn. Actually, the first night here was the first time I have ever seen fireflies, which is what gave me the idea for the first two.

Fleeting Stars

Soft, fleeting flashes,
Floating just above the ground,
Mimicking the stars;

Briefly flaring suns,
Gently lighting the dark night,
Stars above, below.

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A flash of light,
Reaching quickly to snatch it,
Light held in a jar.

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Gently held friendship,
Comforting closeness is found,
All else disappears;

All that had been lost,
Found once more in quiet warmth,
In gentle feelings;

Sharing deepest bonds,
No need for words, silent thoughts,
Sharing in silence.

The third is just one I wrote, not with any specific inspiration, but a couple of different experiences lent to the writing. Hope everyone enjoys these, and as always comments and title suggestions are appreciated.

Ocean time

I just got back today from a 6 night trip to the ocean with my family, which provided a much needed getaway from, well, everything. While there, I decided a good way to focus my thoughts was to write some Haiku. Needless to say, the theme of most of them are, surprise, the ocean. So, here are my beach Haiku, in order of being written, from my trip. Enjoy.

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Gently blowing warmth,
Cool sand and waves caressing,
Friendship held in hand.

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Quiet summer's day,
Gently lapping waves at shore,
Tranquil beach at noon.

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Hot, scorching sunlight,
Gentle, cooling winds at play,
Summer at its best.

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Soaring high above,
Gliding through the cloudless sky,
Freedom of the wing.

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Clouds; drifting, hanging,
Low in the mountain forests,
Shrouds of mystery.

All right, hope everyone enjoys these Haiku. May come back through later and see if I can come up with a title or two. As always, comments and title suggestions are appreciated.