Carol’s Haiku
- Briefest Season
Magenta bloom fills the boughs
The season reborn.
4/1/15
Wooden fence. Old. Grey.
Brilliant spires of yellow
Peek out from behind. 4/1/15
- Morning Ride
Lowering skies promise rain.
Errands. Beauty’s day.
4/2/15
- We Need the Moisture
Fierce snow flakes hide moon:
A return to winter’s chill.
- Morning Dawns
Slashes of crimson:
Tulips, snowy footed, sway.
Green and white the grass.