Hillary Haiku

Dear Readers:
This will be an ongoing page of haiku dedicated to Hillary Rodham Clinton – the hope she gives us, the anguish we feel, and the promise of tomorrow.

Feel free to add your own haiku in the comments area.


The passing of hope
Like the fall into winter –
Freezes the warm-blooded.


She lit the first match.
We are the explosions –
Fires in the night sky.

Sky bright Super Moon.
Tonight, we are enlightened.
Tomorrow. the dark.