haiku 125

field of sunflowers

yellow periscopes pop up

looking for the sun

–photo by me

haiku 124

some swarms of insects

silently hang in the air–

like the ‘g’ in gnat

–photo by me

haiku 123

spring floods have ended–

now summer floods of sunshine

are upon the fields

–photo by me

haiku 122

pelicans are made

from the leaves and sticks and foam

of raging rivers

–photo by me

haiku 120

a canada goose

improvises a runway

to take to the skies

–photo by me

haiku 119

the flooded river

seems to erupt and explode

in the morning sun

–photo by me

haiku 118

ice tumbles downstream

in the dark river like spilled

whiskey on the rocks

–photo by me

haiku 117

huge, fighting eagles

may leave prized feathers behind

i’ll come back–later

–photo by me

haiku 116

the first day of spring

has the trees of the forest

weeping with joy

–photo by me

haiku 115

hiking in the cold

the morning sun warms my face–

right down to my soul

–photo by me