Ducklings huddle near.
Mother herds them in the pond.
No minivan here!
Category: Weekly Wednesday Poetry
Rings of rust and stone.
Wind buffets the weathervane.
We eat chicken wings.
Snowing in April?
Nowhere around here, baby.
I sure wish it could.
The sun’s power: in
Plants’ photosynthesis; and
Giving me heat stroke.
Drinking tall iced tea
Summiting Mount Everest
Both: epic brain freeze.
Slowing the day down
The good moments and the bad
Prolong my headache.
Weed-whackers keep me
Distracted; I hum and sneeze
The whole day away.
*Will not always be haiku.