The giant Tiger/
Swallowtail, rarely seen. We’re/
doing something right.
Tag Archives: harbinger of Spring
Blind To Mighty Oaks’ Small Harbinger: Haiku
How quickly did the
mighty oaks’ buds come, and how
did I not see them?
or
How suddenly the
mighty oaks’ buds came; how blind/
was I not to see?
Raindrops On Plum Blossoms: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Like pink crystals the/
drops hang: Mem’ries of Winter,/
harbingers of Spring.