Haiku Poems

Shelby and I played a game today where we texted back and forth Haiku poems. We would take the last line of the other's poem and make it the first line of our next one. Here is what we came up with.

The first blue Iris
sprouts up on the mountain side.
rain drops fall harder.
. . .
Rain drops fall harder
on the crusted wood railing
Porch swing is empty

. . .
Porch swing is empty
as the pale clouds disband
Morning will soon break
. . .
Morning will soon break
The orange trees are in full bloom,
Blossoms fall in the dew
. . .
Blossoms fall in the dew
aglow in fractured light.
The lark sweetly sings.
. . .
The lark sweetly sings
in the dusty twilight hour.
Haze falls over hills.
. . .
Haze falls over hills
The tinge of night advances.
The screen door latches.
. . .
The screen door latches
And thunder rolls in heavy,
hot lightening splits the sky