spring – Selected haiku

18 June 2020 – II

bee drinking nectar,
gathering pollen for friends
back at the beehive

geese seeking berries 
to be converted into 
waste we’ll step over

single file and
spread apart describes walking
club, road reflectors

seen with moss: dead leaves,
slowly decomposing to
become new soil

fungus, peachy pink 
like the sunrise, or perhaps 
an actual peach

April showers brought
these May flowers. forgot to
post them. they wilted.

sun setting over
Route Seven; clouds blanketing
blue and orange sky

a post meant to
warn cars from discarded bridge
now part of food chain

wet cherry blossom
hanging on after others
fell off and rotted

did Whitman count the
Leaves of Grass? he should have done
censuses are fun