Haiku: Snowdrops

Garden in sunlight,
washing will dry in the wind;
a sward of snowdrops

Haiku: Sharp

The sun descending;
winter’s breeze through the catkins,
sharper on my cheek

Winter, sunny day;
honking geese crossing my path –
somewhere it’s raining

Perception is all
Constant change is deceptive –
the one underlies

little worlds shimmer
hanging from threads of nothing –
a sudden movement

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