the black-throated green warbler
is whispering
Category: haiku
more dead children
I go for a walk in rain
that should be snow
another year gone
the traditional sauerkraut
salty as tears
Christmas morning
all the trees graffitied
with fresh snow
lost in the woods
the only trail signs
are in Bear
winter wonderland
the dog digs up a pile
of frozen guts
thirsty dog
the pond’s ice creaks
under her weight
