wild roses – – haiku

Gardening or keeping potted plants was not for my mother as I grew up, but in later years she tended an hydrangea bush and tidied her yard. Everyday I remember her, sometimes pondering the things she left behind.

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wild roses

on a pair of coffee cups

her unknown dreams

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spring-light – – haibun

In my corner of the world, spring progresses slowly. Grass is greening and mowers are being pulled out of garages. Bulbs show leaves above the brown debris of dormant flower beds and above…the blush of red, pink and green buds wash the sky.

Where else do longer daylight hours go?

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forsythia…

a dazzling glow

for weary eyes

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Forsythia by JillWellington

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roadside willow…

cascading yellow

spring-light

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Weeping willow in spring by Tama66

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