The sheer depth of it
a word that is a rainbow...
Outside my window
a naked fig tree shivers...
beneath apple trees
blossom is sweet and fragrant...
Maiden of the night a breath taking splendor
Outshines million of stars that blanket the sky...
I began to fall
like a soft, summer rain...
Cicadas' thrumming
A golden net of sound...
Silent screams like electric lights
Striking from the depths of dark swirling skies...
writing a haiku
should capture moments like a/the...
my dragon; my love
conjuring a bewitched dream...
The stairs are my highway to higher grounds
the top of the roof seems miles away...
Could which of nature's art, out-glow her grace?
Of silver specks in night, I start with ease...
Farewell color green
orange is in style...