Dancing Trees [Haiku]

trees judder
with spring breezes;
shadows pulse below.

“Dust of Snow” by Robert Frost [w/ Audio]

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change in mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Mountain Miniature [Haiku]

a jutting rock chunk
imitates the mountains
across the valley.

Backdrop [Haiku]

a snowy mountain.
a church, broad-shouldered & bright,
looks cold & bantam.

Light Play [Haiku]

light penetrates a fissure, 
illuminating a raw wound in rock.

Discovering Ruins [Haiku]

the trail rounds onto
ruins: an old stone wall,
leaning & twisted.

Cloud Watching [Haiku]

on the hillside, 
amid the wildflowers,
watching clouds shape-shift.

Disappearing Pigeons [Haiku]

a cloud of pigeons 
wheels about in a broad loop;
a thin batch returns.

The Well-Worn Path [Haiku]

a crisp trail
worn into the grass;
i move, butterfly-like.

Creepers [Haiku]

the tree’s trunk
engulfed by vines & leaves, though
little light shines through