Summertime Haiku

“Summertime, time, time / Child, the living's easy / Fish are
jumping out / And the cotton, Lord / Cotton's high, Lord so high”

Janis Joplin

Sickle moon and Venus

Air is resting in the cold

Still no early bird

Late summer

Late garden party

Full moon

A flock of clouds

And the early birds

Crossing the river

Stretching grey, wet road

Disarrayed clouds in fiery red

But the steady hawk

Summer rain

Out of violet clouds

And a weak rainbow

Sun rising golden

Among the gliding sea gulls

An airplane hiding

The air a little fresh

But the golden rim of clouds

And the skylark’s flight

This morning

Lots of early birds

Fewer worms