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Cape Cod, United States
__I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

__Breezes, as they cross the meadows green; meadows, rising as the tides, a tree's  spring leaves. _m

tidal breeze 
that rolls across this meadow
green sea

as buds burst
leaves stretch to the sun
a cat's purr

Friday, April 22, 2016

__It seems from what I've seen of late, that I should no longer define the differences between haiku and senryu as I view them; open windows.

rain fall
in this warm wind sky
soft songs

Monday, April 18, 2016

__Outdoor venders, warmer days. Can we imagine how many pigeons may have pecked at a shiny dime_?  

lost coins 
within this vender cartway
pigeons strut 

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

__A picnic lunch at Windmill Point as we watched the changing tides converge in Hull Gut, and those... sleepy gulls.  Tides and gulls act the same during any season; no kigo. 

clashing tides
they churn in envious jousts
sleepy gulls

Sunday, April 10, 2016

Of course, the pen_  is not a sty.

as sap flows
stories cling to each branch
the birds pen

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

__The rains end, flowers and butterflies _m

this final drop
a pool of sun filled rings

Sunday, April 3, 2016

__These early 'forsythia flakes', as seen through a cloud of 'snowblossoms'. Well that's backwards, and yes the flowers are there... but it's snowing!
__I'll try again, 'forsythia blossoms', as seen behind this cloud of 'snowflakes'. Those sharp yellow blooms just seemed to spear their way through that snowfall. Smiles_!

forsythia spears
with their sharp yellow blooms
a snow shower