windrag : poetry : journal

:: f : w : i : w ::

Category: haiku


the taste of spring rain is enough to remind me to keep it simple.

reading inside

wave after wave of spring rain. nothing that’s written makes love easier.


something holds the trees as spring’s first storm sends them swaying. feet at shoulder width.

growth mindset

after years of drought, weeds and flowers both look sweet. pause, and reassess.

early spring

plantain flowers draw their stems upright, above the tall grass, toward the sun.