What do you do when the country’s going South (literally?)…write some pseudo-haiku, that’s what! (or what I did last weekend).
1
Forsythia in December?
Just the backlit leaves trembling
On a willow. Sorry.
2
Oblique light on the dun horizon.
NPR starts playing Borodin’s Steppe suite
Coincidence?
3
I’ve turned this corner ten thousand times
And only just noticed
The loveliest Euonymus in the city.
4
The republicans passed the devil’s budget.
I planted five hundred bulbs the next day.
I win.
5 Sadness
Her daughter’s post on Facebook said
she died in August. I search for an obituary.
There is none.
6
Went to see “Ladybird” on Saturday
Sweet tale of teenage girl and mom
Fiction is now truer than truth.
7
Buds branches bark and berries are OK…
I keep looking and Lo!
A fresh flower open on a crocus!
Acantholimon 