trees – Selected haiku

6 May 2021

found a stick I want-

-ed to make into a staff,

but it was too wet

I want to turn a

stump into an end table…

still seeking my stump

we looked at, stood in

front of trees at the Nation-

-al Arboretum

two weeks ago, I shoved
hands into apple trees, or
perhaps I... fisted

stump, safely buried,
has not been transformed into 
a coffee table

hark, new mystery
berries! left them uneaten
(a road untraveled?)

night photography
with social distancing lamp:
lush leaves, brother’s head

today: vines sucking
the life out of some poor tree
rooted near Lake Anne

single file and
spread apart describes walking
club, road reflectors

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