Haiku Generator: 5-7-5 Poems on Any Subject

What came back, unedited

Rain beads the window [rain-beads-the-win-dow] the kettle begins to hum [the-ket-tle-be-gins-to-hum] steam lifts off the cup [steam-lifts-off-the-cup] Wet leaves on the step [wet-leaves-on-the-step] I grind the beans by lamplight [I-grind-the-beans-by-lamp-light] Monday still asleep [Mon-day-still-a-sleep] Dark pour, slow and thin [dark-pour-slow-and-thin] the gutter speaks in gray drips [the-gut-ter-speaks-in-gray-drips] first warmth in my hands [first-warmth-in-my-hands] The first is built on steam rising from the cup against rain running down the glass, inside warmth answering outside water. The second rests on the wet autumn leaves on the doorstep and the small lamplit act of grinding beans before the week has woken. The third sets the dripping gutter's gray sound against the first heat of the mug held in both hands.