Biker Haiku

Poems composed on the saddle of a bike.

 

SPRING

 

 Cherry blossom time

kamikaze petal falls

only I saw it.

 

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Morning mood booster

pink carpet laid just for you –

cherry blossom time.

 

SUMMER

 

Swifts flying above

skimming along on my bike

off to school in June

 

FALL

 

White feather drifts down

were Elise and eleven

swan brothers just here?

 

WINTER

 

Early peddler’s pause

breathing into bike-light beam –

fake fag-smoking fun.

 

P.S.

TO ISSA

 

Reading old poems

of you laughing with scarecrows

 – just want to hug you.