blue moon
escorting improbability
he comes back
Ella Fitzgerald
singing “Am I Blue”
a jay squawks
sky clouded over
for happiness
this blue pill
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It started out as a coincidence that I had a couple of haiku featuring the word “blue” in my gigantic slush pile of rough ku that I need to either revise or flush down the toilet. Then I decided that I liked them (or rather their heavily revised reincarnations) paired together, except they needed another companion, because two haiku aren’t really a sequence, but three are. But I’ll shut up now with the boring commentary and let you discover what else you can about this grouping.
Red Dragonfly 