haiku.blog
A new day a new haiku
Spring is never late
It comes just as it’s ready
And it always comes
Cramped catkins uncurl
Signalling spring’s subtle shift
Running to stand still
Carry me away
On an airy breath of wind
Bury me in sand
Green caterpillars
Swinging from pillar to post
Reigning scatter kings
Discarded catkins
Flotsam in a fluffy fog
Floating fast and free
The catkins unfurl
Like sheep’s tails swing in the breeze
And birds will come back
Fuzzy evening light
Illuminates new catkins
In a final glow