Friday haiku 20

A smell of spring
from afar.
Just a feint?

Friday haiku 18

Sparrows in the lilac
argue loudly
about the weather

Friday haiku 17

Under a gray sky
buds swell on the cherry tree
anticipation

Friday haiku 14: winter still life

Beneath the snow
lurks springtime,
patient

Friday haiku 13: winter rain

Technically this is really more of a senryu. I won’t tell if you won’t.

We’re already 60% water
my body thinks
it’s quite enough