I love writing haiku. Here are a few I’ve done from time to time.
Velvet butterflies,
Your feet are aglint with dew,
The sun’s displayed gems.
A swath of sapphire! —
My wanton parakeet flies
Among the sparrows.
Woods. Distant rifles. I smile
And walk on. Then, at my feet,
The bloodied feather.
The sun, shattered on
The wind-faceted water,
Blinds the cold-eyed fish.
Alone, I listen
For the green voices of Spring.
I will not hear them.
On a snow-lapped day
Someone has brought violets
Tied with jade ribbon.
WRITING PROMPT: What would redeem a bad day for you? For any three of your characters?
MA
