Harvest time (Haiku)
crisp fruit falls from trees...
From summer in Kentucky
To fall in Tennessee...
Season of renewal, splendid Spring.
Tantalizing time of growth, new life it brings...
Towering over, massive and peaceful,
Trampling everything, call me immense...
the sun that day was
beautiful and if it rained...
Wood
Make of only trees...
on the grass dozens
of decapitated heads...
in tree tops they perched
like feathered decorations...
It is the May
It has hot day...
Apple blossoms burst
trees carry beautiful weight...
Tongue of icicles
fondles quivering waters...
Half drunk sullen moon
laden with nightly drama...