harmony | Haiku Journey

Day

One leaf bud breaking,

new horizons unfolding.

Springs emerging day.

Pointing your finger,

Placing blame where it belongs!

Looking in mirrors.

In midwatch hours,

Bows slicing dark rolling sea,

luminescent wake.

In the shadow

Light of night, waiting on

The coming dawn.

Salmon pink sky,

At beginning of day,

Defining my mood

Barred owls call,

Begins sunrise chorus, chickadees ~ titmouse,

Pileated percussion.

When I read Basho,

Thoughts of order and beauty,

Not just bashed out.