Will you // I have cut my heart / into petals, strewn them / at your feet. // Walk to me. //
Tag: haiku
Pillars of rain
While my background brain sorts out the best order for the chapters of my novel-in-progress, I am returning to haiku. What better place than the lake during a late-summer storm, to roll words around the elements.
but on the trees
Snow falls heavy, thick, but on the trees pink buds, tiny, wait ~~~
Birds, frogs, grasses
Birds, frogs, grasses: Sudden riot of song -- Rain during drought. ~~~
The late March snowfall
The late March snowfall melts on Sunday: brown cows sprawl on matted grass
Moonlit snow records
Moonlit snow records small creatures' escapades. Sun wipes the slate clean. ____________________
Bright star
Bright star pierces Cobalt sky: Half-moon hangs knife-sharp ____________________
Frigid midnight
Frigid midnight: shooting star. At dawn the back deck sparkles. ____________________
Rage, storm
Rage, storm: rescue me from bland and careful living. Teach me your wild ways. ____________________
Walk you to work
Walk you to work through deep snow. Homeward, I trace our boot prints, side by side. ____________________