haiku 147

a cloud-cover leak

emits a fine, high-pressure

spray of stray sunshine

–photo by me

haiku 146

while fishermen plan

for the opener, the fish

remain in the dark

–photo by me

haiku 145

a squirrel swishes

her tail and stamps her feet–

her little ones, near.

–photo by me

haiku 144

a great blue heron

takes a stab at fixing lunch–

to his long sharp beak

–photo by me

haiku 143

silhouettes are just

stuck-up shadows who need to

come back down to earth

–photo by me

haiku 142

the church of the woods

provides its parishioners

with pews of felled pines

–photo by me

haiku 141

two crows in the sun–

black ink, so carelessly spilled

on the paper snow

–photo by me

haiku 140

a young squirrel stands

bent over like an old man–

my back starts to ache

–photo by me

haiku 139

the astute eagle

is razor-sharp and likes to

stay on top of things

–photo/art by me

haiku 138

mother earth closes

her eyes as the sun goes down–

soon, she’ll dream of stars

–photo by me