Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Haiku Ripe Cherries

Ripe cherries
The starlings are feasting
Don’t mind the fence

Pavement ripped open
For a water supply line
Rain water in the hole

Wagner’s music
Clouds are gathering above
For Odin’s wrath

The summer breeze
Bringing new fragrances
And some gentle rain

Under the grey sky
Grey river flowing slowly
Two black cormorants

So bright this morning
Cicadas won’t sleep no more
Tea rejoices, too


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