1
solstice sunset served
magnolia matchsticks mingle
lithe daylilies lean
2
winter woods, alone
the sound of crystals falling
symphony of shatters
3
whimsy of the dark
magic of the moon and stars
celestial spheres
4
there is no value
except that which i assign
beautiful flower
5
like summer freckles
leaves of the tupelo change
bright red, one by one
6*
through winter’s canopy
sunlit forest floor
a stealthy fox’s camouflage
7
animals get along
truly fine without thinking
noone will miss them
8
red bird looks for seeds
warm smoke in cold sunbeams
of winter morning
9*
red birds and wrens visit
a pile of seeds
coffee and the morning tweets
10
beech flowers litter
the path covered in puff balls
procreation done
11
i believe one can
shape the world to their belief
falling leaves piling up
12
april twenty-four
lightning bugs first appear
under the pink moon
13
scuttle says hello
welcome to warmer days
the rainbow lizard
14
all the stars not seen
how pretty things disappear
when the lights come on
15*
waiting patiently
pecking in question
thirsty hens bide melting ice
16*
though we travel the same path
our feet tread upon
many different stones
17
a watermelon
is a plant as much as fruit
and yellow flower
18
a blade from the earth
piercing summer with bouquets
the gladiolus
19*
carpenter bee, oh surprise
its a hummingbird
and perches a while
20*
negative spaces
silhouettes of trees
against the moonlit grey sky
21
every snowflake
their paths pre-determined
by events before
22 (the haiku about haiku)
a natural image
juxtaposed by another
during some season
23
breeding completed
the reproductive organs
once pretty, wither
24
suns heat on my skin
an invisible warning
to seek soothing shade
25
the itch of recall
this evenings pleasant sunset
and insects biting
26
when squirrels snort
their tails ripple with the effort
hickory nuts fall
27*
lightning flashes
one frog crying in the night
will you find a mate
28*
all the pretty produce
why does my garden only grow
ugly edibles
29
even the worst wine
is delicious on your lips
if you grow the grapes
30*
clouds part in high wind
spring sun struggles to warm
goose bumps on my skin
31
a plot overgrown
worked, planted, and tended
overgrown again
32
the art of flight
must be a delicate thing
a wren collects twigs
33
much time is spent
tending to plants in the field
the master is clear
34
carpenter bees dance
and chase me from my chores
i quickly concede
35
again as before
from nothing so we return
mystery between
36
the frog may survive
but the snake will go hungry
conflicted hero
37
hickory flowers
like green bunches of grapes
that the birds ignore
38
one blue and one brown
blinking recognition
old dog in the sun
39
the carpenter bees
assail any who trespass near
their holes in my porch
40
smoke lingers aloft
in the stillness of morning
frost melts in first light
41
in a fire lit cave
outline of an ochre hand
what mark will i leave
42
twisted hickory
what the squirrels do not eat
gathers in mole ruts
43
i did not notice
much of the quarantine
nature did not stop
44
a bright and cold moon
as big as ive ever seen
setting with sun rise
45
chickens lay eggs
if only the dogs produced
butter for my toast
46
garlic, onion, meat
a local ingredient
makes it regional
47
five frogs by my pond
i count as i sneak passed
then hear five splashes
48
hello brother rock
how long have you waited here
for me to notice
49
swooping figure eights
graceful abrupt maneuvers
mean insects are caught
50*
i was once asked
why celebrate the solstice
a natural event
51*
of all the dumb stuff
we celebrate
the solstice seems most natural
52*
it makes perfect sense
to worship the sun
as an ultimate source
53
utility is
considered only after
identity is
54*
empathy, kind of like
the voice preventing you from
unkind actions
55*
melon early grown
is eaten by bugs
as for broccoli grown late
56
for other critters
fire is a source of fear
a flame jumps from grease
57*
between the archer and the goat
saturn, pluto, and
jupiter in line
58
it is important
to feel insignificant
and seek solitude
59*
summer storms spanning
across the chesapeake
suggest awesome forces
60*
clouds are flat, because
they settle at, the
level of free convection
61*
every dollar spent
and minute devoted
is your vote for the future
62
forsyth buds before
the late april azalea
daffodils wither
63
low and fast as birds
the sun of the longest night
passes behind clouds
64*
the day of the longest night
geese glean the field grain
before evening snow
65
the day after rain
soggy soil soaks up sun
chickens scratch for worms
66
landing in iraq
running numbers in my head
those who lived by died
67*
conscious clay i am
molder of myself
with tools given by others
68
though i cannot see
i am aware of that which
is beyond the fog
69 (ironic modern haiku)
something is lost to
efficiency and cost when
done the modern way
70
general solvent
lower density solid
high polarity
71*
adding energy
to any closed system
raises entropy
72
christianity
is merely trying to be
damn-near to christ-like
73*
norse days of the week
latin names for the months
counted in arabic
74
unsure? relentless.
geese landing for the evening
circle several times
75
the empty tree swing
rocks side to side in the sun
soon a child comes
76
the swaying tree swing
is an accurate measure
of wind and leisure
77
angle of the sun
color of northern winter fields
like buildings in rome
78
geographical
relativity
everyone is atop a hill
79
snowflakes zip by
relative to the car
like warp drive engaged
80
something is coming
a stampede above the trees
ten thousand black birds
81
three times the black snake
took refuge in the chicken coop
then relocated
82
throwing things seems like
the most primitive of skills
that we now call sports
83
like little igloos
birds shelter in bushes
covered over with snow
84
people know it all
until accountable
then they have no idea
85*
little dinosaurs
the eagle more so
than the timid mourning dove
86
not too long ago
the universe consisted
of what could be seen
87
most will meet anger
with an equal amount so
do not become angry
88
avian open house
sparrow, wren, finch, and grackle
inspect the new home
89
a jar of feathers
collected throughout the year
a personal custom
90
encased under glass
fluffy snow now encrusted
by the freezing rain
91
invisible wind
rustling leaves in the trees
invisible sound
92
leaves linger aloft
to settle on a swift steam
like so many moments
93
a year of haiku
the brevity of moment
ripples on a pond
94
the sun marches north
but warmth has yet to take
the grips of winter
95
the roar of highway
the chirp of crickets and frogs
no use complaining
96
the final freezing
an end and a beginning
a little less clothing
97
one of the reasons
numbers are odd, even a few
are way too many
98*
clouds don’t change color
with the setting sun
only the reflected light
99*
consciousness is just
thinking with several voices
less an i, more an us
100
the master was asked
how to progress on the path
he said, eat more rice