Wing tips flit, dart, skim,The ballet of sustenanceBreaking twilight’s mirror.
Oh, dear! Hold your tears
sun will no more burn thy skin
The sun sets its sight
To morrow. The dreamer’s plight
the lights filtering down through the high leaves make usdream enchantingly.
age stiffened walk
sagging pants, puffin chest, bangs
flash haiku
with nothing to move
the morning breeze is silent
the clouds glide on by