Tag: haiku

When they bloom

white tree buds at noon; I hear a melody as they open and bloom

Deceiving

shining sun – you go outside where the returning cold freezes your smile

Crew

sparrow clusters – like kids, curious and carefree, weighing on the trees

February

in February expect snow, rain and warmth; also – expect nothing

beginning

beginning of spring – not in the flowers, birds or trees – but in yearning hearts