haiku by Kayla

autumn

through fallen leaves

so much more sky



together

spinning in circles

butterflies



autumn

sunset in the fork

of the maple tree



autumn

seeing the trees

undress



full moon

shadows of the willow tree

spread across the yard



circling overhead

the crying sound

of a lonely hawk



always walking

never in a hurry

shield bug on the wall



dresser table

my mothers ring

now cold



mothers' grave

leaves fall gently

on the still earth



visiting mothers' grave

a flock of noisy starlings

fill a nearby tree



mothers'grave

i sweep away the leaves

covering her name



near mothers' grave

on top of a tomb stone

an unopened cup of coffee



below the giant oak

a young dogwood shows

her first blossoms



tulip poplar

towers high above the house

its baby just grass high



strange rainy season

seeing the deck boards

green with moss



my lost sister

the campfire out

ashes blow in the wind



garden roots

smelling the sweet scent

of sassafras



dead oak

a woodpecker taps out

a morning meal