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