haiku – Page 13

Whispering Winter

Walking with respect
for the trees feel the cool winds
Whispering winter

Orange, sun, Orange
Yellow, sun, Yellow, orange
Movement Rows a Field

Wind moving the grass
Winter sea waves on the hills
Walking within waves

A coming to be
beginning understanding
sipping tea alone

naughty sweet cupid
shooting off love filled arrows
hitting all the cats

Beautiful Ghost

An ethereal
whisper of a welcomed ghost
haunt me in life, death

The Old Tree

There was nothing bad
it was quiet and simple
death by the old tree

Saturday morning
Autumn leaves and a puddle
Coffee and the tree

We were so modern
Lace gloves, balloon skirts, wild hair
Now, it’s Gold FM

A wild pronking dance
scared of the rolling lemon
dirt and lemon juice