tadpoles
a fleet
tickles through my fingers
Author: Jeffrey Ferrara
Jeffrey Ferrara is an haiku apprentice living in Worcester, Massachusetts.
misting flowers
my late father
in Street View
autumn leaves
everyone has a book
inside them
between derricks
the reservation
contains buffalo
big sky
a snag on the river
leaving no scar
rising tide
the clammer’s skiff
begins to stir
a snowflake
out of nowhere
just one
every plastic ever made in existence
bent at the tip
a few of my fingers
aching to bud
leaving no will the wind