“Spring Dawn” (春曉) by Meng Haoran [w/ Audio]

My Spring sleep is unswayed by dawn --
Though birds are heard through screen, still drawn.
Recalling night sounds of rain and wind,
I wonder how the flowers have thinned?

Original in Chinese:

春眠不覺曉,
處處聞啼鳥。
夜來風雨聲,
花落知多少。

Stony Landscape [Haiku]

in the Springtime,
wildflowers grow around
stones and boulders.

Springtime Haiku

breezy days
cool air weaves its way
through the pines

 

birds abound,
passing through again,
heading home

 

the spring thaw
muddy ground squishes
underfoot

 

dripping leaves,
patter of bulbous rain;
din of spring

 

color bursts,
fatal assault upon
dreary days