Wednesday, March 14, 2018

I see them sitting
two steel rails cutting through all
murder on the tracks
stepping out my door
a crow flew over yelling
Tuesday reverie
driving home looking
all I see are crows and snow
wishing for spring time
looking through curtains
brown pickets enduring snow
while saplings struggle
black and white pastures
grey puddles reflect grey clouds
warm winds are coming

Friday, March 9, 2018

January Haiku

Making my way west
balloons fill the horizon
dawn, full of hot air

Monday's snow remains
blankets of white fill my site
the wind smells of sun

March Haiku

one scoop at a time
I am metal on pavement
shovel and snow drops

Bent ever forward
always close but out of reach
Crone chasing Venus

a birds quiet song
white heat off snow blinding me
I hear spring dripping

I saw crows dancing
feathers swirling over snow
my broken Haiku

Sunday, December 31, 2017

Snow drifting downward
Dogs barking at every car
Waiting for silence

Soft blue winter scape
Three crows flying into dawn
Cattails are shriveled

Saturday, December 23, 2017

waiting amongst trees
sitting silent with my kid
a shot seals the deal.