Haiku- Spring, 2018

peewee crocus

a whisper of patience

in a dust of snow

black water lake,

and the graceful brush

of white swans

southern breeze,

a robin perches upon

the visitor guide

street musician-

a city without

superheroes

backseat doggy,

through the window his ears

speak a loppy french

sky unfurls the green a crow flies through

may day-

not a single conclusion

afloat in the breeze

counting those years

on the tips of her fingers-

cherry blossoms

saying hi

to sleeplessness-

spring moon

morning songbirds-

the translation

of sunlight