winter evening—
the piano student tries
to get the notes right
© 2015 Loree Griffin Burns
Full disclosure: this is a haiku I wrote years ago, when my kids piano playing was the soundtrack of my after school hours. Today was Massachusetts’ first real day of spring, and I was to busy playing to write a haiku!
the sound of raindrops
on thirty-year-guaranteed
waterproof shingles
© 2015 Loree Griffin Burns
remembering Jane–
a garden of crocus tips
point toward the sun
© 2015 Loree Griffin Burns
preparing the flats
for planting–first I remove
all the spider webs
© 2015 Loree Griffin Burns
dead holiday wreath–
as I reach for it, my boots
sink into the mud
© 2015 Loree Griffin Burns
brown-headed cowbird
joins the flock at the feeder–
no one makes a peep
© 2015 Loree Griffin Burns
henhouse spectacle:
seven perfect Easter eggs,
still warm
© 2015 Loree Griffin Burns
pruning apple trees–
clipped branches will sit right here
until the snow melts
© 2015 Loree Griffin Burns
the sun and I stare
at the ice-covered garden–
Holy Week prayers
© 2015 Loree Griffin Burns
Author and poet Liz Garton Scanlon has challenged herself–and the rest of us, too–to celebrate National Poetry Month by writing one haiku every day. I’m SO in. Here’s my offering for today:
holy smoke follows
the casket and the mourners
outside; crocuses
Join us, won’t you? Liz offers a few tips on writing haiku in this blog post, and here is a glowing review of my favorite book on the form, SEEDS FROM A BIRCH TREE, by Clark Strand, in case you need inspiration.
Happy haiku-ing!
