“A Few Haiku (3)”

(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley


Dying winter sun
Bleeds on pallid frozen earth
Crimson filigree



Empty robin’s nest
Jagged pieces of spring sky
Litter ground below



In the sage shadows
Horned toads skitter hastily
Tiny dragon kin



Thermal-soaring hawks
To them I am afterthought
To me they are gods



Solemn dusk echoes
Wapiti cries copse to copse
Across wheat field



In pond water dogs
Oblivious to all else
Glide in somber dreams

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