a moth, wings tattered,
basks in the canopy-
breaching spotlight.
Tattered Moth [Haiku]
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the last cluster
of frangipani flowers
tops a bare tree.

spring green to the right;
tawny stalk stubble on the left
a seasonless dreamworld?


sun to flowers,
“now that I have your
attention… shine!”

a barren tree
paints dancing shadows
on the sandy canyon.

some spiders scurry
when their web trembles,
but not the orbweaver.

lonely egret
wades in calm water,
awaiting lunch.

guardian lion
watches the setting sun like
it’s up to no good.