Three Haiku as the Season Changes

Poetry for August

This week’s post is simply three haiku. I have multiple poem fragments I’m working out, but none ready to post yet. But these three haiku should give a small glimpse of my world this week.

Night is full of assorted creatures.

So many moths swarm
round and round the yellow light.
Flash! A bat flies through.

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The answer to this second haiku is probably a toad. They’ve been very present since we’re finally getting a fairly wet monsoon season. But, honestly, I don’t know what makes the various noises in the brush at night.

Furtive skittering
beneath nightbound mesquite. What?
Really, I don’t know!

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There’s a distinct sense of change in the weather now. Summer here divides naturally into two sections: the first part is dry, while the second is defined by how much moisture arrives with the monsoon storm patterns. This, in turn, affects the many creatures that migrate through this region. Some seasonal guests are already arriving, but what I notice most is the change in the creatures that stay. The doves, for instance, are coming together in larger flocks once more.

Seasons change softly;
sun rises further south now;
doves begin to flock.