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