Holiday haiku

by poetrydiary

Butterfly

Morning butterfly
enjoys the warm roadside air
of a late summer.

Autumn

Funnelled clouds point south;
as Autumn falls on tired trees,
birds fly like leaves.

After the storm

This summer morning
damp; a gift from last night’s storm
making grass sparkle.

Kingfisher

Blue rising movement
makes the river-sipping trees
suddenly greener.

Pigeon

Why has that pigeon
followed me to France? Is it
obsessed with humans?

Failure

Setting out in rain
to a final appointment,
Spring was his last hope.

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This is a collection of haiku written on holiday earlier this month. (The pigeon haiku refers to a couple I wrote earlier this year).