Haiku – summer music

the western breeze stirs
a windchime arpeggio
in the key of C

Haiku 5.19

breath on my shoulder
dawn sneaks past the window blinds
I lay motionless

5.13

a black cat slinking
wrapping her body around
corners like Dali

5.8

crabapple blossoms
thickly blanket underneath
stirred by a crisp breeze

Haiku 5…4

the scent of your skin
combined with freshly cut grass
intoxicating

Not quite the noise, Janet! But related!

building our first home – haiku

Oops. Tanka. But I don’t want to mess with the title and have it resend.

in the holly bush
outside my open window
two robins loudly
discuss the many details
of their first nest’s construction

4.30

pink cherry blossoms
dripping onto the wet grass
mimicking the rain

4.28

muted morning light
thunder rumbling far away
rain taps on the roof

the candle flickers
casting your profile shadow
on the bedroom wall

the man in the moon 4.26

I try to believe
that your never uttered words
are the crescent moon

with negative space
closepacked with rocks and water
hidden, trapped inside

depths of the mantle
even though it is often
unaccessible

the smile of the man
in the moon is a cold one
lighting night pathways

but never bringing any
warmth to bask upon your skin


Haiku 4.26

after the cold rain
north wind ruffles the surface
of every puddle

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