Two Haiku

Small Things of Spring

Have you been lucky enough to watch the way a hillside of wildflowers changes as the sun shifts throughout the day?

The wildflower haze
no clock tells me the hours, no—
of spring afternoons

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The late winter rains were ample. They have set off a flurry of growth that harbors and feeds many small creatures.

A whirring of wings
a tumble of tree branches
I have intruded

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