Brisk Morning Haiku

in the cool morning air
memories of garden work
wisteria skeleton

grapevine hurricane
to project its arch
neurotic cat

lord byron's one droopy
bloom, a friend to
ancient melampodion

strong green bamboo
weak unemployed husband
waiting

remembering warm nights
in a tiny stony patio
shem ne holoflamenorb

the several variegated
are ornamental virus
whoa! health returns!

sleep hornbeam umbrella
sleep dogwood cousin dream
not-yet blueberry blossom

emperor mint, you
replicate at the feet
of lord Tsugi

strange northern agave'
your bloom stalk came too late
moist clatter of avian beaksprech

japanese mountain laurel, your
tiny lanterns came this year
here am i, in thin chilly ukata

boisterous willow
you are the proudest satyr
thin enduring line

blue striatal gray morning
in which the country of the soul
takes its brisk metal chair

wooden chairs put away
shade sails put away, leaves
cleared and compost collected

opossum, you shred the post
where your crepuscular omen
breathe through cat eyes

hardly a person seen all day
the moss returns between the stones
wire hawk miniatures

drawing out memories
of drawing in the garden
attractions' lilt

soft cacophony enter
dawn epiphany, bird
topmost in tree contour

distant horizon, striation
seen through empty branches
elegant angles seen new

thin hopeless presence
self yokai world yokai, sing
a billion trillion photons

bouncing!

in cool morning air
the fallen leaf still breathing
universal mystery kana