Friday, April 11, 2014

 

Haiku Friday: Rites of Spring


It's Spring in Minnesota!  Which means some of the snow has melted.  (This picture really is from the past week).  

Let's haiku about Spring-- baseball season starting, the end of the school year, breaking out new clothes-- consider it broadly!

Here is mine:

There is this one scent:
In wisps of smoke, drifting by
Barbecuing meat!

Now it is your turn!  Use 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 5 in the third...


Comments:
Wanna go fishing?
I asked my dad this now
He nodded, gravely.
 
Spring can only mean
One thing; Love is in the air
Sweet and intense joy
 
"Is it a shorts day?"
the kids beg ev'ry morning.
In Texas, it is!
 
A Lovely Spring Morn,
I have a job interview,
So a suit still, yuck.

Later in the day,
When the sun is shining bright,
Lazy clothes for sure!
 
Bradford pear trees come
to life. Fluffy white blossoms
that leave us too soon.

 
First honeysuckle
Of the spring! Suddenly, I'm
Sixteen once again.
Bob
 
Break out pasty legs
Turn't orange by "tan" lotion
Oompa loompa chic.
 
Scatsings bird from whence?
His jazz chases the wind,turns,
Somersaults in red.
 
In spring everything
Weighs nought. It is all grass blade,
Windborne petal.Raindrop.
 
Ice is off the lake,
The heavy scent of blooming
lilacs fills the air.

 
Chartreuse, inviting
Traipse barefoot across soft grass
Cool beneath my feet
 
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