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Ten haiku

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Here are some haiku that have piled up. Enjoy.

Sparrows
At the feeder.
Suddenly, a woodpecker

Wind from the North
Cherry blossoms
Flee

Covering a street
The color of winter
White blossoms

Through the new green
Honeysuckle
A startled fawn

Early morning parking lot
Street lights in the fog
An alien armada

Cherry blossoms
Still tight
Holding out for sun

The ghost of winter
Blown by an April wind
Dust devil

The calendar page
Turns
April follows reluctantly

The moon
So large at dusk
Barely lights your face

Wind, sleet
In spite of April
A splinter of winter

Snow, a haiku

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New snow
Cold and weightless
As yesterday’s ghosts

Three haiku

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I.
In the garden
An old man rakes gravel
Leaves oblivious

II.
Time is not a river
It is an ocean of many currents
Give me a raft to sail on

III.
We are sparrows, you and I,
And all the rest of them, too,
Picking at life’s slab of suet

The meaning of life

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We live so that graveyards
May be full of forgotten worries
We strive so that our hopes and fears
Will lie with us as our essence
Bleeds into the indifferent clay
The bits and pieces of our living
Drift out into the vagrant air
To be reborn in the yet unguessed
Strivings of the yet unknown
Leaving some vague imprint
On the great entropic vastness

All these seasons

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A brace of haiku to weave into your dreams.

I.

We are sparrows, you and I,
And all the rest of them, too,
Picking at life’s slab of suet

II.

In the garden
An old man rakes gravel
Leaves oblivious