The flowering cherry tree has been the subject of countless haiku. And with good reason. These ephemeral blossoms, which provide the background image for TINYWORDS
longer days…
leaving winter behind
a glove at a time
winter thaw
a stream broadens
my perspective
crossing into spring
northside ice
at the bridge
first crocus ice breaking the Susquehanna
river of mist
a breath between
mountains
mild spell
– an exit hole
in the molehill
nearing spring
a little nest
of a heart
finding her name
in a word search
spring snow
Taking the only thing
she could to her grave
family secrets
meditation retreat…
my day
measured in breaths
sunny spell
the intoxicating scent
of hyacinths
fading beneath
the fading cherry blossoms
cherry blossom viewers
old age
daylight we can’t keep
in the room
old hands
my shared ancestry
with a leaf
minor revisions
to the text
spring wind
there’s a certain marsh
you know the one
if I could return just once
I would
dream in colour again
sepia streetscape
out of the blue
a Jacaranda
mizzling rain
the slow accumulation
of tax forms
plans
forgotten
old penny jar
faraway shores
my lucky coin
for the ferryman
adopted language
finding a new family
of gods
painting
his despair
the red of a siren