Snowy rock and grass
Through these mountain-pined green eyes
You’re at every pass
Tag Archives: Grass
Justice
The Sun
Has no explaining
Nor does the long grass
The angle
The path
They’ve permitted
Justice
I won’t require
Or hold feet to the fire
Of the Squirrel
Stealing, running
From my garden
June 12, 2016: A Haiku
Blanket Me with books
In the grass and balmy air
Try to kiss me there