Category Archives: Haiku Poems About Trees

Just my breath and these silent poplar trees. Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits

Trees sway still Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits

The snow crunches – It’s close amongst these birches Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits

These old lungs – Plastic flapping on wooded branches. Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits

Cut trees in a vacant lot drying out. Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits

White birches stand in winter’s dusk – Grandfather’s ghost. Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits

Bare black trees stand still against a dimming dusk sky. Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits

Revved motors echo and swell. Those trees are now gone. Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits