early Spring:
trees still bare;
river low & slow.
The River [Haiku]
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Asleep on a leaf beneath lotus blooms,
Their fragrance floats across the misty lake.
Sudden rain - taps upon the canopy;
Its sound snaps me from sleep to wide awake!
The lotus is beaded with rain droplets --
Like pearls, drops roll together and apart;
The clear blobs coalesce like mercury,
Dripping to the river... back to their start.


sunup hour:
yellow blossoms turn gold;
one flutters to earth.


dry leaves skitter
past the temple censer,
colored by lantern.

branches arch & spiral,
yet the tree balances.