butwait.blogspot.com || At least one haiku I am comfortable sharing. Every day.
heavy-hearted —we pull out the old sorrowsto compare notes
spring peepersinsistently reminding —we needed this rain
Mayday, mayday —learning what we would doin an emergency
overnight —azalea blossom countsimply exploding
song sparrowsassessing nest locations —does anywhere feel safe?
arguing overwhere the acorns got stashed —squirrels in spring
yellow jasmine — collecting the sunshineand holding it close
chimney swifts are back —here I am looking too closeor too far away
wildfire smokeworking its way up the coast —throats slowly closing
