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My Haiku at the Treetops Studios
These haiku are in no particular order. The four blocks:
'Seasons' 'Growing' 'Flying' 'Heavens' are made up as much for the convenience of someone reading from a monitor as for a thematic trend. And they are all 'works in progress'. I tinker with the words, like changing a 'the' to 'our', and the word order all the time. Enjoy them and then try a few yourself - when the inspiration strikes you.
Seasons
Dawn's rosy silver
blends daffodils' yellow gold
into morning mists
Bees know lavender
blossoms are finished when the
first mint is ready
Heavy ewe, three lambs
legs a-jumble. All twelve hooves
waiting for May grass
Last snow? White. Drifting
lightly over low blossoms.
Late spring. Poplar fluff.
Rose of Sharon blooms,
cool lilac on deep moist green,
in summer's dry glare.
Late summer sunlight
slants across evening fields
searching out the gold.Growing
"That's quaking aspen."
The child saw silver shimmer.
Not wind on small leaves.
Who? I have seen it.
Racing the whitened grasses
up autumn hillsides.
I saw, butterfly.
Just a ripple in the light,
as you flutter .
Sea pinks. Life between
winter storms and summer drought,
cliff's edge and mown lawn.
Have you raced the wind
great wave, to crash on this rock
before the storm ends?Have you paced the moon
little wave, to smooth these sands
before the tide turns?Flying
Laughter in the sky.
Bald eagles, in slow circles,
joking with a breeze.
Starlings in a sky
know movement is not progress.
They just love to fly.
No cocoon for me!
Jump! See the sky! I can fly.
Look at the ground .Heavens
Dawn. Light dew. Soft steps.
Angels. A brief respite from
eternal brilliance?
The last daffodils.
The first tiger swallowtails.
Glory handed on.
Just a soft whisper.
Wind? In treetops? No. Listen!
All Creation prays.
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