Sunday Haiku

dawn, before the heat
spring to be crushed by summer’s
way early nineties

cloud-hidden shadows
will appear here by midday
as spring marches on

more clouds here than sun
our spirits won’t be dampened
even with spring rains

shining sun above
glares off the recent snowfall
begins to make it melt

rain, sixty degrees
this cannot be december
wait for tomorrow

tropical storm’s rain
has gone northeast at long last
leaving wet cellars

a lot of hard work
tense until the final out
springtime baseball game

damp drizzle of spring
right now is just the best thing
buds set to explode

drips in the bucket
maple sap runs well with spring’s
temperature swings

License Plate Poetry

Drknss fds t dwn.
Th rbn’s n th lwn,
Skng rly fd
T tk bck t t’s brd.

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Darkness fades to dawn.
The robin’s on the lawn,
Seeking early food
To take back to it’s brood.