knuckling trees

Playful trees tickle each other

with boney grandmothers fingers,

leaves rustle amongst the trees
carrying misheard chinese whispers
under your canopy hiding from harsh sun.
sit uncomfortably between knuckling roots.

haikus

.SleepingMorning.
Seven a.m. fog
blankets the world in slumber.
Loud creak trees yawning.

.Snug.
Sticky mist below
trees stick out like giants toes.
Valley morning view.

haiku about dead branches

.DeadBranches.
Crows nests soon litter
branches of winter dead trees.
Plastic shopping bags.

some more haikus

.BranchesBreeze.
Slow whispered tonal
composed harmony through trees.
summers song play on.

.DamnIt!.
Dinosaur T-Rex
frustrated by awkward itch.
Arms too short to reach.

.MyGrave.
Lake calm, steady still
ready for my body now.
Disturbed by ripple.