Love in Nature

For with Love in Nature -
first come Blossoms,
then come Seeds
then a pile of Compost.

three haikus

Beware the fuzzy
bumble bee kissing blossoms.
Grasp him and be stung.

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The moon and two hawks
on a sunny morning blind
eyes that look skywards

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Cicada, like pain,

shakes the body's attention.

Sit still, and silence.

     

for the full moon on moonday

THE CARDINAL

The Cardinal


I do not take lightly
the bright red cardinal
showing me the direction
in which he flies.