the rose does not
compare its beauty
to the daffodil
Today’s Haiku
the rose does not
compare its beauty
to the daffodil
A Seattleite born in Rhode Island | Pronouns: He/Him
I adore the simplicity, as well as the challenge of Haiku. The constraints focus my mind, seeking out the essence of the moment, feeling, notion, distilling it to brilliant singularity.
the rose does not
compare its beauty
to the daffodil
just a few dark clouds
a rain squall abruptly forms
soon the sun returns
darkness descending
covering faded blossoms
so ephemeral

wonders of springtime
flowers within the sunlight
birdsong fills the air

with hints of purple
flowers changing through the spring
new wonders each day

another spring day
cherry blossoms scattering
fading memories
Wrote this one early this morning. Created this image in Canva.
Anyway, thanks for reading.
sleep’s evasive
the early morning darkness
hiding raindrops
Yeah, I should be asleep,
I’d prefer to be asleep
Yet that is not
My reality.