Category Archives: Haiku 2018

SEVENTY

 

 

Trees and flowers
below clouds above the creek
never looked the same.

 

EASTER MOON

 

 

Blue moon over green
above grandchildren grazing
to tree frog refrains.

 

CANYONS OF RAIN

 

 

Sometimes we can’t see
skeletons of drought-dead trees
through canyons of rain.

 

POT OF GOLD

 

 

Touch of Irish green,
rainbow rising from the creek,
canyon rich with luck.

 

INSTANT GREEN

 

 

Add water to dirt
and wait for another rain
again and again.