higher then the year before
branches closely twined
birds high above swooped
making their nest at the top
many years it was so
tiny birds huddled
woven into it's denseness
hiding from the wind
when comes the springtime
the sun warms the new made nest
where tiny birds sing
By Melanie Bishop
Http://cassiopeiarisestwo.blogspot.com
For One Single Impression
How lovely, like a breath of spring!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this series of Haiku friend.. a nicely nestled nest that!!!
ReplyDeleteWell done...friend!
RS
lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteOh so lovely. So refreshing set of haiku.
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ReplyDeleteNice set of Haiku, Melanie. I liked the progression right up through the so pretty last line, where the "... tiny birds ..."are singing.
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