
sprinting clouds move past
trees bow, respecting the wind
leaves racing downwards
haiku & photography
sprinting clouds move past
trees bow, respecting the wind
leaves racing downwards
southern wind challenges
trees bending with the waves
seagulls’ airborne dance
Winter’s coldness speaks
I’m always moving forward
And the wind still blows
With wind blowing strong
These bold and daring people
Weren’t cowed by this storm
I wrote this haiku watching these two ignore cold and rain, dancing where wind and wave collide.
A gentle breeze blows
Branches scrape against my house
This brusque goose-like cry
Startles me abruptly
This morning burns bright
Sheltered from it at my desk
A breeze blows gently