
the first stars
must have lit up the deep dark
like spring
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the first stars
must have lit up the deep dark
like spring
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on spring’s threshold,
every plant imagines itself green,
I admire their brown
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remembering peaches,
my daughter’s ice cream cone
melted too fast
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Cherry trees dream of
nests hidden by blossoms,
the hum of baby bluebirds
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icy rain falls,
sleet pings and taps
but can’t darken
an evergreen heart
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a delicious layer
of elusive snow,
a shiver of excitement
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Winter’s white sleeves
and icy tresses
are absent
this warm winter.
Unexpectedly,
I miss them.
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rhododendrons doze
as late leaves burn
inside fallen stars
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scattered fall seeds
are counting the days till spring,
like me
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a garden bench
and warm sunshine are now
an exotic dream
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Notes: This is a visual haiku, or a picture that suggests something that is missing. Can you identify something missing? Continue reading

missing the color,
the sunshine in my veins
that warms the days
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