Sunday, April 12, 2009

Haiku collection

Swan Song
they wait for turn
to strut their stuff

at the gate
a rustling yellow carpet

white plum blossom
the leaves make exit
to showcase its radiance

riveting like his moustache
his jazz inches

spring blazing bloom
the scarecrows too
have come alive

elixir of life
the bee bends over
with no reservation

tea leaves
in the cup
an autumn lake

our morning walk
the clouds change its costume
from white to grey

autumn leaves
butterflies flit
in the winds

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