Haiku by Catbird

Saturday, December 15, 2012

before the second drop
can fall, an umbrella furls
close quarter drills

their eyes wide open
but their tears cannot flow
parents await the news

a soft breeze tousles
my hair as it passes by
so flirtatiously

Indian summer
of crisp air and bright sunshine
a recessional

field of chicken feet
untended grass at a churchyard
Resurrection

noontime downpour
my umbrella dry at home
devil in the details

green eyes
so mesmerizing
in a summer's night