100 haiku challenge - 10

Bitter cold today.
There are tufts of green growing
spring during winter. 

Poem for Feb 22 2026

New Moon, 2026 Feb

The red-wing blackbirds have returned,
I saw one from the train, perched on tall dead grass.

The crows are fewer and fewer,
flying north even through my dreams;

caws shift to whistles and chirps,
overlapping soundtracks at morning.

I am all churned mud and mixed water
at the confluence of welcome and farewell;

snow melt and rain gauges flow
cleansing as tears and deeply rooted.

Buds begin to show on tree branches
gray as bark, as a storm, as a sneeze.

I will settle seeds in soil and sun,
thaw them in blessings of memory as prayer

find me as I thrill to birdsong and daffodils
and blades of grass in the warming days.

100 haiku challenge - 9

A conversation
filled with honor and humor
and whispered asides.

100 haiku challenge - 8

Birds fill the park's trees
tucked between downtown buildings.
A smile on my walk. 

100 haiku challenge - 7

A cello concert
reflected in hanging art.
New friend and music.

100 haiku challenge - 6

On a windy night
The skeleton next door whirred
I didn't look back.

 

100 haiku challenge - 5

Sunshine and shadows

have sharp edges in the quad.

Lunch with undergrads.