Stretching the boundaries

Frosted window pane —
Tracing the constellations
on your bare shoulder

Tanka on Tuesday 5.12

bumblebee looping

clumsily between flowers

pausing on each one

your head rests on my shoulder

I smell flowers in your hair

Haiku 5.6

robin’s nest sitting

third step down on my ladder

three blue eggs inside

Haiku 4.25

I slipped out last night

scanning skies for shooting stars

nature’s promises