Category: Haibun Road prompt/Cactus Haiku

Sometimes a bird flies through an open window and is difficult to persuade to leave. The bird and you flap around the room in confusion forgetting in your preoccupation that it would be better to settle down in sparse miracle. Sparrow in the house Flapping kitchen confusion Miracle of flight

To the left of the door a pale purple crocus shivers in the midst of seven days of rain. Rainrainrainairrainrainrain. Even the mud drowns. From his car, half in the driveway and half in the street, my husband calls, “come look at this dog!” The dog has muddy paws and a wet belly. A black […]