Spring.....So Late........

spring has come so late this year
with each cold slowly hesitant step
seeds await her lazy heartless path__
clinging to life in frost bitten earth
all lies empty and needs her touch
her force of life must offer it's own__
only her blood can bring life from death

Contemporary American Haiku

spring rain....cries for its passing
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The Journey......

journey to paradise....love divine....last but a brief time

The Journey....Spring Haiku

journey to paradise.

journey to paradise....love divine...lingers but a brief time

Contemporary Haiku

billowing white sheets....reflect suns heat
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Red....Ripe Tulips.....

In my garden grow ripe red tulips

As the moon rises to veil the sun

Colors change, red to purple,violet then black


Contemporary Haiku
NPOWMRI

spring

sweetens the earth

but a brief time


Contemporary Haiku, NAPOWRIMO

Seeds......... Grow Once More

springs author of life
rain comes to water dormant trees
dry ferns are magically green
Spring.....has come once again.....
a crown of Lilly's of the valleys
In her golden, and life begins once more
Gentle , sweet berry,sings the song of spring

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Spring Haiku.......

Bridalveil.....softly falls.....springs cascade pure white clouds

Little Blue Heron

morning stillness
blue heron cry
rippling pond water
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Just A... Little Time......

For Just A Little Time

I long for spring
for just for a little time

For crocus's visits
color busting forth and free
for just for a little time

And daffodils
swaying in springs soft breeze's
for just for a little time

I long for love to encompass me
embolden me
for just a little time

But spring is far away
and love blossoms not

love came so late
who could have known
these two were lovers

trumpet vine
golden yellow
calls tiny hummimgbird
drink drink of my delicate nectar

it is time
the tide comes on moonbeams
gathering all
filling life with meaning

march madness
colorful crocus
heads raised to sun

spring walk
warm sun on back
looking for crocus

sad mourning dove without a mate
cries out his simple plea
will she come, will she answer
each new day he sings waiting
waiting for her echoing call

crocus...sleep

beneath hard ground frost
tiny colors turn in dreams
come spring come colors bloom

Calla Lilys

pale calla lily's
sun kissed laze in springs soft breeze
touched by morning dew
give scents honeyed notes of love
gardens gift pink lily queen

by Melanie Bishop

Sweet William

sweet William planted
once long ago lingers still
bright colors of memory run deep

by Melanie Bishop