THIRTEEN
Now the maple leafs
Recovered from days of gales
Blowing red buds off
FOURTEEN
Rain in a dry spell
Remembering the low ponds
Is worth a gray day
FIFTEEN
If I had a cat
I would give him hearth and milk
And I have. I do.
SIXTEEN
Poetry can say
Without saying, or saying
Elsewise than you thought
SEVENTEEN
Deer ate red tulips.
Do they taste like strawberries?
Yellow ones remain
EIGHTEEN
Feathery greening
Slowly, across wide landscapes
Full Spring takes its time
NINETEEN
I saw you, star points
Before day’s dawn obscured you
Grounding me from space
TWENTY
Brief declarations
Can reveal something hiding
Perhaps under words
TWENTY-ONE
Olive trees, grey-green
Rich olives, black, green, spotted
–Most prized olive oil
TWENTY-TWO
Azaleas blossomed
Wildly purple, airy, light
Calling Winter old
TWENTY-THREE
In these new Spring winds
I wax poetic and melt
All over the ground
TWENTY-FOUR
Best sight this morning:
Bumblebees in flow’ring tree
As if flow’rs weren’t best
TWENTY-FIVE
Last Fall’s dry oak leaves
Suddenly sweep up in gusts
Making Spring whirlwinds
TWENTY-SIX
Flower, vine, and bush
Softly sound in rain and breeze
Green chimes of summer
What a calming, beautiful image these little snippets of your creativity produce.
Thank you for sharing.
Love you.
I could not hope for better than a calming, beautiful image– thank you, Cherie. Love back to you. I for one reach for beauty, story, and wonder more than ever in these pandemic times.
Beautiful, as always…so refreshing!
What is Haikus?
~ Glen
Haiku is a form of poetry originating in Japan. In Haiku, there can be no more than 17 syllables in only 3 lines, 5 in the first line, 7 in the middle, 5 in the third. Syllables are not beats! So the constraints condense, simplify. Thank you for your comment.
21 and 22 capture my current Spring feelings perfectly! I’m visualizing them right now. Thank you my friend. You never cease to amaze me.
What true Newness to this year’s Spring! Contrasted against the emotional, mental darkness of the blows from Covid19. Thanks be to God. 💓 Your heart is generous.
Thank you Deanna for these Haiku.
NOW I remember why they used to speak to me with their
sparse wording…
Less IS more. 😉
Blessings,
Deanna: Again, your incredible poetic talents shine through: brilliance, captivating. How gifted you are! Thanks for sharing!