Monthly Archives: January 2016

Nothing in between Flowers’s beauty appeals to eyes With fragrance to the nose

Trailing a long wake A lone waterfowl sliding Whole moat to itself

Blue sky and spring light A crow chasing another It’s about the time

Slow slide of the ducks In formation in the moat In the winter light

Trees know how to wait Snow or rain or freezing wind The park woods quiet

Mist frozen into flakes Beauty by such precision Exceed craftsmanship

Pigeons on the street Always looking for something Vying the cold wind

Sparrows cold don’t fly Look like their hands in pockets Under the bushes

News of plums blooming Some more snow is expected Petals and flakes may mix

Pile of fallen leaves dry Birds immersed in foraging Faint sound of rustling