Haiku- Spring 2016
more cold wind,
lonely colors of hyacinths
commiserate
green shoots piercing
the gray mat of litterfall-
again, myself
after the rain
enigmatic evening
slides on a dream
magnolia blooms
canvass the yard
for lost moonlight
daffodils-
growing optimism
is forgiveness
cherry blossoms-
each petal falls
to its memory
pieces of sky
in buildings mirroring
our half truth life
plexi rush
scratch hour
glassfiti
Infinite Jest
cradled in her arm
against her chest
a branch of lilacs
whispers fragrant amnesia
in a slow sunset
blossoms and sun,
afternoon curlicues
upon the lazy
lax dog leashes
tied outside the diner,
sunny side up
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