Bright autumn peach trees.
So many hearts are on fire.
Snow won't put them out.
Bright stars; a spring night.
Your face is so beautiful,
even when you cry.
Impolite people.
The rainbow bows so low
but who bows to it?
Pretty winter night.
Though the window is broken,
some stars fill the crack.
Faces on the lake.
Both our pebbles make ripples.
I smile and you smile.
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | August 5, 2011 - 10:51
These are lovely, well-wisher, and I especially like the play on words in the third stanza.
Tina
well-wisher | August 5, 2011 - 15:58
Thanks, Tina. Glad you liked them. One day I'll get the hang of Haiku's, just have to keep trying.
JoHn