Haiku- Spring 2014
return of the sun,
script in the shadows
prophesy blossoms
forceful swell
in the drain ditch
where children play
all those months
drinking with my ghosts-
now with sparrows
midnight kitten
dancing on the tile floor
with his own moon
hard-strung thoughts
until a night rain streams
it all away clean
empty breeze-
new buds green-
memory of nothing
azalea’s magenta
in scent of hyacinths-
for a day or two
weeping willow bows
down to cherry blossoms,
down unto earth
lunging through life
on a rainy day- fluid
pigments of spring
beyond windows
of thought, a toss
of mud and sun
chalice tulip,
yes you can hold
a full week of sun
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