Haikus

Haiku

Whirlpool in my tea

 Keeping me awake but dreamy,

Book on the grass.

August

Smell of earth rises

Almost, I can feel the leaves

Turning moss to brown.

Dawn

Dewdrops left behind

By the clouds, swept by the breeze

Leave no trace.

Spring

Tiny leaves spring forth

                                                                        

From the brown earth, one by one

Dolls fill up the shelves.

Loll

Fog descends unhurried

Rain clings to the bamboo

My feet in the pond.