Late March, before dawn...

Haiku
late March, before dawn
songbirds, rooster and I
prepare for the day
~
flick of the curtain
all the birds disperse
except the robins
~
brightening
a corner of the home place
patch of daffodils
~
tiny husks of oak's
new growth anoint my writing,
fall in my coffee
~
Senryu
gun cocked...slithering
toward the back-pasture turkey
only a muffler
~
Mom's clock
doesn't have numbers
it has birds
~
the week-long school break
and spring begin together
the child's fresh head cold
~
caddying
for his 4-year-old
grandson
~
ruptured aorta...
died at 50...friend's comment:
"He had a big heart."
~~
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