crabapple blossoms
thickly blanket underneath
stirred by a crisp breeze


I rock on the porch
watching the dark clouds smudging
miles away from me
it’s beginning to rain there
the cold wind carries the scent

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

Haiku 5

sweeping from the south

fat raindrops mottle my shirt

a burst of cold breeze

tanka 4

against the pale blue

tangerine streaks intersect

dividing the sky

a spring peeper metronome

measures out the brief moment

Tanka 3

the house finch perches

on the blackberry bramble

outside our window

dawn casts his faint shadow on

the pillow beside your face

Tanka 2

One sparrow calling
Sam peabody peabody
Across the silence
Fading of the night
Moon slips past the horizon

Tanka 1

Ears barely twitching

Poised under the leafless bush

Our eyes lock quickly

Motionless, barely breathing

Two hops into the sunlight

Haiku 4

Against the blue sky

Branches blurred as by distance

Sprouting of new leaves

Haiku 5.6

robin’s nest sitting

third step down on my ladder

three blue eggs inside

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