under the bridge
rain's chaos doesn't vanish:
ripples spread; drips plop.
Under the Bridge [Haiku]
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yellow blossoms
herald the Spring:
fragrance spreads the news.


early Spring seed pods
of Red Maple hold tight
- patiently —
til one day in late Spring:
they’ll drop, spin, and fly.

white blossoms
seen through still bare trees:
looks like fog, sans fog.

solitary duck
huddles with itself,
against the cold.

a full moon glows:
its color, pale yellow —
posing as the sun.