finding a dead leaf
to wipe my brow
Category: haiku
fiddleheads
every hour less spring,
more escape
gravel mountain
a waterthrush
ready for business
football stadium
pear trees advertising
for sex
our mountain of lost hemlocks
speaking in moss
Appalachian spring
the pale green sugar
maples’ sun
Dutchman’s breeches
trembling in the breeze
of passing trucks
pole timber
going on and on
about class
all that effort
to pose as a corpse
wake-robins
spring cleaning
in the wilderness
of a broom
shack
in the forest
the footfalls of moss
sunset
filling my mug
spring peepers
