a few haiku

Tag: winter

winter the scientific names of butterflies


Frogpond 35:2


come to my empty hands


frozen grass I breathe out just to see the cloud


distant sound of sirens through snowflakes winter seclusion


blowing the crumbs off my keyboard I think of the old dog


the winter fly bouncing on the ceiling does’t want my help

her ever changing smile spring sun

the sound of distant cars my cereal loses its crunch