Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Haiku for Mid-Summer

Bamboo is swaying
Water runs white after rain
Harvest is quite near

Always shifting
Like the seasons

Crescent moon
Ready to sickle
Ripe barley

After work 
  Where do you go to
Big scarecrow

Red clouds of wrath
River flushes away night
A sad goat willow

NachtGemalter Wald
MorgenHimmel in Pastell
Tiri tirili

An airplane
Flying low, roaring
But the cricket chirps louder


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