Weedwhacker rhythmHowling mutts corral high notes
Saturday’s bird song.
Jet clouded skid marks
Tests over suburbia
Fade into blue skies.
Birds bitch and nag tunes
Choral notes in black and blue
squawks to wake squirrel babes.
Warm shaded stillness
Wrapped in wandering breezes
Fall may be coming.
Ripe green smelling lawns
Squirrels curious of coffee
I am now alive.
2 comments:
Great composition....
I like the various haiku's......well presented with the photos.
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