Spring haiku
From a crack in the ice the water in motion
Beneath thawed snow sheltered watered daffodil says, hello
Relocated purple lilac bloomed in my absence
Come back my wanderer lover April blooms and I await you
On flooded road glare of headlights I squint
November 2015 (sequence)
sitting on the porch watching the autumn garden
a few burnt-red colored leaves on a branch of blueberry bush
side by side with yellow flowers on the last broccoli plant
some green leaves, one pink flower on a branch of Rose of Sharon
In Alaska (sequence)
Whisper Gods’ names in Alaska
Your whisper will echo over the land, the rivers, and the seas
Soon spirits of Natives’ ancestors will wrap it in songs of birds, the rustle of trees and Alaskan-breeze
Spirits of Natives will offer the whisper to the wind
Traveling-wind will carry the whisper to peak of Mount Denali
When halo of cloud turns pink at the peak and glides toward the sky
Angels will deliver the whisper to Gods at the early dawn
© Narges DaneshkhahRothermel 2017-2023
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