Tag: haiku

first day of April

snowmelt. rain. every morning we step out onto a new road: frozen, muddy, puddly, dry…. I wonder what D makes of it all. How does his canine mind absorb these transformations?

spring floods . . .

how did the puddle become?

a lake

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©️2023 Ontheland

Dear Reader:

As its title suggests this post originated earlier in the month but due to a variety of factors it didn’t manage to graduate from ‘draft’ to ‘published’. Since early April we’ve had a mini summer, frost, and now it’s in between. Happy Poetry Month!

Janice

along a gravel road

My feet are tender but I wear boots and walk slowly when I take D out for his early morning pee. I go with him for all of his constitutionals these days as he has developed a knee problem. Under ‘doctor’s orders’ he has to limit his activities though spring calls out to him to wander and explore.

‘towhee, towheee’

rippling under morning sun

the shrinking snow

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©️2023 Ontheland