the flapping of an unknown bird fills the spruce with shadows
Category: haiku
doe in snowy woods
digging through the blue shadows in search of food
ancient hemlock grove
I find the patch of moss where I once spent the night
cast-iron porch chairs
the paint may be chipping but what fine shadows
fields already green
between this ridge and the next still brown, still blue
two hepaticas
a strand of silk joins their hairy stems
plastic trail marker
the click beetle’s antennae sweep back and forth
trailing arbutus
an eyeful of ratty leaves when I bend down to sniff
traveling together
the Norfolk-Southern logo and a graffiti tag
a line of balloons
beside the campus elms bobbing drunkenly
wood frog egg-mass
anchored to a projecting twig a gleaming ring
slow Saturday
the quarry trucks sit spotless beside the aggregate
