Tag: haiku

When blossom has blooomed These streets will be left empty No one wants your fruit

Rare ripples reflect A secret silent shoreline All we see is waves

Her haze hangs heavy As our gaze is drawn back south By herony squarks

Lost in heady scent Follow the lines we were sent In dollar and cent

And suddenly leaves Radiate verdant’s essence Redefining green

Even dirt can shine The roughest can still climb My journey is mine

Ivy climbs these stairs A solo mission without A destination

The robin’s pure song Never sharp or flat or wrong Where do I belong?

Strong hands have folded Brilliant minds have faded Yet the work remains

I emerge again From my frozen chrysalis Rising to new heights

But when I return All the garden will be filled With leaf dappled shade