Here’s some haiku poetry about our backyard. I wrote it today because last night I woke to the sounds of screeching raccoons scaling my neighbor’s tree.
Day
a choir of tulips
turns to the sun and opens
wide to sing and shine
Dusk
flowers fold their
fingers neatly
into their laps
Night
close your eyes
disappear
into yourself
3:00 a.m.
raccoons hunt for mice
instead come face to
face with a fox
3:01 a.m.
lungs and eyes
screech and scream as they
scale a tree to safety
3:05 a.m.
fox flees and
the family descends the tree
slower going down than up
3:06 a.m.
i close the window and turn
my back to nature
hide under my pillow
Thanks for reading my blog and / or listening to my podcast. -Connie
Editor’s Note: Haiku is not limited to the 5-7-5 syllable structure.
Connie Kuntz 