Now the dove

last night the moon -

winter tree

Finishing

this bad book -

winter rain

A cloud
before the winter moon -
my breath

Frost on the grass

before the sun rises -

my grey hair

Drawn

by an old hand -

butterflies

Dear followers, this year less haiku (no longer daily) but hopefully better ones ;o)

Unimpeded

the morning light

through the storm

Coming home -

where the surf was

now the storm