Friday haiku 83

A thousand messages
fill the night. “Over here!”
sing the chorus frogs.

Friday haiku 82

Another day
without color
among sparrows

Friday haiku 81

I jump
Time pulls the chain
Splat!

Friday haiku 80

Winter, already
a memory pushed away
by fragile blossoms

Friday haiku 79

Up there, Orion
rules the darkness, but dawn breaks
arrows, dogs, and all