Haiku, Part 4

Haiku in a Time of Pandemic

          EIGHT
Big bully ruffles 

Molly's fur, freezes her person, 

Shoves chairs off the porch. 

           NINE
Leaves chase across lawns; 

Clouds glide over houses; trees 

wave all their arms, “Help!”

                                  

            TEN
Yellow petals shake, 

Bright dots at the hem; other 

branches sway, nude. 

Copyright Jennifer Thomson.


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