Day 17--National Poetry Month--Haikus

It's International Haiku Day today. So that's what I'll be writing. If you'd like to know more about writing a haiku, go here. Otherwise, on with the haiku mayhem:

A spring wind blowing

Sends a curtain of blossom

Drifting to the grass

Ugly dove babies
Squatting in my hanging plant
Your poop? All over.

(Can you tell I'm annoyed with bird poop?)

Soft shell gray fluff balls

Too soon you will fly away

To come back later.

(See, I'm not always mean to doves.)

I find mesquite spines

Sharp as sin and long enough

For Christ's brier crown

(My son stepped on one of them and it went clear through his shoe, foot, and out the other side.)

© 2018 by H. Linn Murphy