A gate made all of twigs
with woven grass for hinges
for a lock …this snail
Hi! my little hut
Is newly thatched I see
blue morning glories
Category Archives: haiku
#474 – echoes
echoes of winter
fierce, cold winds batter the house
spring not quite entrenched
Filed under haiku
#472- delays
fire on the tracks
causing delays to New York
regional spring drought
Filed under haiku
#471 – lurking
fat honeybee lurks
on the first forsythia
frightening children
Filed under haiku, haiku heights
#470- cascading
cascading from tree
white pear blossoms litter ground
replaced by green leaves
Filed under haiku, haiku heights
#469- summon
almost moonless night
spring breezes summon winter
dead leaves still rattle
Filed under haiku
#468- wonder
unexpected heat
children playing in sprinkler
wonder filled spring day
Filed under haiku, haiku heights
#467 – scorching
boys running through hose
scorching eighty degree day
screams fill the backyard
Filed under haiku
#466 – because I love Issa
As the great old trees
are marked for felling, the birds
build their new spring nests
A flowering plum
and a nightingale’s love song
he remains alone
#465 – pristine
waving in the breeze
newly opened pear blossoms
pristine spring beauty
Filed under haiku
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