Haiku Poems About Mothers | Mother Haiku Poems

Haiku poems about Mothers and Mother haiku poems. Read and enjoy these haikus! See also Mother Quotes.

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: mother daughter, sister,

My Family

flowers are women
in my family’s garden -
Mom and her daughters

rhythm surrounds me
as I sway in contentment -
September’s Aster

Geranium Jen
bends graciously in the breeze - 
our southern comfort

charming Melanie
with her sunflower brightness
warms us with her smiles

Our sister Doris
the stalwart Gladiolus
will never fail us

With perseverance
Thea boldly holds her own -
sweet Delphinium

Mom at our center
a spiritual iris
simply inspires us

A forget-me-not
for my sisters and mother -
and roses of love

WRitten May 3, 2016 for the Haiku on "My Family"Poetry Contest of marvin celestial

(I used flowers that symbolized the traits of my sisters and my mother)

Poem Details | by SKAT A |
Categories: history, life, mystery



fossil of all time
creatures of mother nature
mysterious death

bones found in the dirt
deep under the Earth's surface
museum makes money

no pity chasing down prey
sharp teeth, full belly

evolution change
cascade into the ice age
Life found a new way

fur on new breed
Mammoth hide for the cavemen
elephant cycle


Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: funnyold, old,

Twisted Goose Goes Cuckoo for Haiku

For P.D's "Going Haiku Crazy" Contest

How Many?

going to StIves
met folks on that smelly bus
more than I could count

Just Sleep Walking?

Wee Willy Winky
caught outside a boy’s window
in a night garment

Got Wool?

naked in the lane
three bags-full of wool sheared off
baa baa black sheep fleeced

She Didn’t Know What to Do!

Kids’ cries from inside -
outside an old woman’s shoe
child welfare people

Clean Your Plate!

Licking their plates clean
Jack Sprat and wife do their part.
kids starve in China

The Treacherous Hill

pail of spilled water
Jill’s body sprawled over Jack’s
one big bloody mess

What a Ding Dong

good deed for the day
boy scout Tommy Stout by well
scratches on his arm

Not Even a Bone

old Mother Hubbard
Social Security cut
dog needs a new home

Yellow Georgie

victims of Porgie 
confront him in the playground
his true color shows

The Original Blonde

Bo peep loses sheep
birth of a new tradition
blonde jokes being told

The Schemer

some spilled curds and whey
spider near a fallen chair
supping happily

Making the Best

Humpty takes a spill
the whole army can’t fix him
omelets for lunch

Baby Catches On

the church and steeple
and now you show me people?
those are just fingers!

They Say He Couldn’t Keep Her!

gossip in the town
pumpkin shell big as a house 
where is Peter’s wife?

Bye, Hushed Baby

the sound of wind’s rush
baby’s cries abruptly hushed
broken branch on ground

*I'm choosing this series of haiku for several reasons.
First, it's the only post I made named "Twisted" so it
is an obvious choiceSecond, I do have other poems
I consider a bit twisted, but, I simply cannot
remember the titles of some of these really old poems
to look for them Finally, this series was inspired by 
a long ago contest of PD's in which I got the idea
to take nursery rhymes and twist them,  and so 
I'm reviving this series which can no longer be
viewed by anybody here unless it's in a contest!

Poem Details | by Arturo Michael |
Categories: beautiful, mothers day, rose,

You're the joy that I breathe

              ~  Mother of roses  ~

                              ~ Roots intertwine our souls ~

                                                     ~ Aromas of love ~

Poem Details | by daver austin |
Categories: analogy,



when being inside
not sitting out  -   looking in
what a difference!

birth from the middle
what a struggle     what bawling
on the loss of warmth

see the burning bush
marvel at what is inside
lifetime of searching

view of a manger
with mother and babe inside
behold!     the star

a lonely moment
left out of everything
what is life about?

Dave Austin

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: children, love, marriage,


On his knee proposed,

The mother in her was moved,

Future is assured!

© Demetrios Trifiatis
   13 January 2016

Poem Details | by Charles Henderson |
Categories: angst,

a haiku string

Last Rites

a bad man
he could never be..

blessed virgin 

wrong place
at the wrong time..
justice prevailes

sweet mother of Christ                                                                                 

I stare 
between the bars
snowey peaks
reveling in beauty
I seek inner calm

help him find what he needs

tight straps
brace against my chin
quickly a jolt  
a young reporter cries,
his angst bringing tears

let not him weep in vain

eyes blink
and a life is gone
such is man

amen, amen and again

I looked 
through the bars
snow still falls

Poem Details | by Charles Henderson |
Categories: angst,

Last Rites

a haiku string

a bad man
he could never be..

blessed virgin 

wrong place
at the wrong time..
justice prevailes

sweet mother of Christ                                                                                 

I stare 
between the bars
snowey peaks
reveling in beauty
I seek inner calm

help him find what he needs

tight straps
brace against my chin
quickly a jolt  
a young reporter cries,
his angst bringing tears

let not him weep in vain

eyes blink
and a life is gone
such is man

amen, amen and again

I looked 
through the bars
snow still falls

Poem Details | by Edward Ebbs |
Categories: life,

Reflections of Life

A lake reflects life 
A mother holds her child 
A new reflection

Poem Details | by mike dailey |
Categories: adventure, beauty, vacation,

Southwest Landscapes

Five in the morning
Orange and red glow in the east
A new day is born

A single rain drop
Looks to be the final straw
Now the flood begins

Albuquerque view
Volcanoes on the mesa
Since the age of time

Once green and growing
Now brown and brittle and free
A Tumbleweed's life

With long floppy ears
And kangaroo backleg kicks
It roams the mesa

Bone dry arroyo
But when the rains fall heavy
A river runs wild

Blackened pine tree trunks
Struggling to regain life
Only time will tell

Blistering sunlight
Sheltered cove of solid rock
A sliver of shade

Multicolored hues
Cliffs of reds, browns, blacks, and whites
Southwestern landscape

Red rock formations
As far as the eye can see
And way back in time

Rocks piled upon rocks
Balanced precariously
Thousands of years now

Upright arms of green
Prickly needle point barbs
anchored in the sand

A typical day
Arid heat of one-o-eight
No humidity

All along the ridge
Patiently waiting for years
Arms lifted towards God

Two thousand years back
These cliffs were inhabited
Why did they all leave

Striated hillsides
In the land of enchantment
Navajo glory

Six-sided hogans
Grandfather's ancient design
Still in use today

Cemetery stones
No tree to provide them shade
What a sad, sad sight

Knarly old pine tree roots
Wrapped around an ancient stone
Holding on for life 

Fluffy white mountains
Filling up an azure sky
Will it rain today?

Dancing dust devils
Whirling twirling to the sound
Of the wind's music

Shimmering mirage
The desert laughs at the lost
Nature's cruelty
A dry washboard road
Miles out through the desert
A crystal blue lake

Manmade lake at damn
Stopping mother nature's flow
Do we have the right?

Upturned leaves on tree
Frantically waving in wind
Soon the rains will come

He rattled his tail
Demanding respect from all
We complied as one

Sun rises, sun sets
Twenty four hours are over
Accomplish anything?

Not a sound was heard
Footprints only in our wake
The desert winds sleep

Not a sound is heard
Footprints only in our wake
The desert winds sleep

The crunch of gravel
Undeveloped housing roads
Early morning walks

The smell of wood smoke
Memories of the Southwest
Couldn't help but smile

Warming in the sun
Like a lizard on a rock
What a view I had

Morning wakeup call
Bacon wafting through the house
Even I got up

Pollution puddle
Reflecting rainbow colors
Do we call that art?

New Mexico winds
Neither unseen nor unheard
Constantly blowing

Poem Details | by Charles Henderson |
Categories: angst,

Last Rites

a haiku string

a bad man
he could never be..

blessed virgin 

wrong place
at the wrong time..
justice prevailes

sweet mother of Christ                                                                                 

I stare 
between the bars
snowey peaks
reveling in beauty
I seek inner calm

help him find what he needs

tight straps
brace against my chin
quickly a jolt  
a young reporter cries,
his angst bringing tears

let not him weep in vain

eyes blink
and a life is gone
such is man

amen, amen and again

I looked 
through the bars
snow still falls

Poem Details | by kash poet |
Categories: funny,


a mother hen
peeps through the kitchen window...
yummy omelette

Poem Details | by BL DEVNATH |
Categories: dog, kids, fun,


                                     a puppy dog plays
                              on a green grassy pond's shore
                                    mother dog's near by 

                                      puppy sees flying
                                butterfly from plant to plant 
                                     chases to catch it 

                                     many times it failed
                               mother dog was watching this
                                   asks to come back vaw

Poem Details | by Cynthia Ferguson |
Categories: nature,

Natural walk

Walk softly the pass
Your feet meet our mother earth
Breathing from the grass

Take in the affection
Of your own natural walk
Reaching perfection 

Poem Details | by Anulaxmi Nayak |
Categories: autumn, beauty, celebration, children,


AUTUMN MELODY Splendid leaf cushion Mosaic of vivid hues Cool breeze sprays crisp charm Zing of playful kids Rich harvest of summer toil Mirthful mother earth! Date: 21st September 2016 For Contest- 'AUTUMN' by Laura Loo

Poem Details | by John Foster |
Categories: animals, life, mother,

Fluid Miracle

Sea mother awaits
The warm water is breaking
Manatee calving

Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: family, love,

- Haiku X 82 - My Family -

The great family  
a lovely sense of closeness  
A frame around love 

Father and mother  
a dream of a family  
Their sons and daughters

Providing good care
family members and friends  
A stable childhood  

One generations
valuable important
A perfect pleasure

http://www.howmanysyllables.com - (5-7-5)
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Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Poem Details | by Charles Melody Lightning Ink |
Categories: nature

Cashew and the boy

cashew, sweet cashew
Staining by shoe
Making mother blue.

Poem Details | by Tim Ryerson |
Categories: nature, sun,

I See the Earth Move

watching a sunset
on the beach at the ocean
touching the skyline

one quarter, one half
bright, blazing red-orange clouds
our star slowly sinks

I am observing
mighty Mother Earth spinning
my mind blows gently...

*For the Sunset contest sonsored by Nayda Ivette Negron

Poem Details | by Sudharshini Vijay |
Categories: natureme, blue, earth, me,

An ode to Mother Earth!!!

Life on earth began with a mass of dust,
Embedding itself in the earth’s most fragile crust;
Life of ever-growing trees all began with a leaf or a little grass,
Followed by the appearance of our age old brass;
Then the earth gave way to the slimiest things called ‘animals’,                      
And from there came the most wonderful species called mammals…
One, two and three, it began,
Now it seems like more than hundred years of life span;
Oh! My graceful mother earth!
When everything began you were brown,
When it seemed to last a little longer, you turned yellow,
Years went by and you chose to be green,
With a little blue all over seen;
Every soul was behind your beauty,
All humans chose the path of creativity;
From Shakespeare to Wordsworth to Carroll to Lee,
Everyone wrote to you, what they could see;
Now you are, what I can count,
With your streets and traffics and roads and lanes,
With cars and autos and trucks and cranes;
With dust and leaves and stones and wood,
All that I can write and surely I could;
I know I am just a part of your crust,
But it seems like everything is going back to the dust;
From blue to green to yellow and brown,
When I think, it just makes me frown;
But probably you are just getting old,
Realizing the truth, oh it makes me feel cold;
So just tell me you’ll remain what you are at least now,
Only to let me live and to show the world how to love;
I am sure to tell,if they really knew, what love was,
You wouldn’t have been what you are alas!!

Poem Details | by Robert Candler |
Categories: autumn, insect, nature, november,

A Sign of Winter

Houseflies are dying...
A sign from Mother Nature.
She'll bring Winter soon.

Poem Details | by Jacqueline R. Mendoza |
Categories: black african american, christian,

Biblical type of Mother Mary

Judith chopped off the head of General Holofernes, saving Israel
     She is a biblical type of Mother Mary
     Who crushes the head of the serpent, saving the Church.

Poem Details | by Sean Kelly |
Categories: nature

Haiku # 30 .. For Raul ..

  Tranquil  country  scene 

  All  at  peace  with  Mother  Earth

  Let's  all  picture  that

Poem Details | by Olusegun Akanbi |
Categories: lifechildren,

Life 2

Life is a gift
But we have never cared
Destruction of the rain forest
And no animal is spared
Arise great Pro-man
Now raise up your sword
Do not let materialism deceive you
So stick to your word
The petroleum wells will dry up some day
And they will be no money for you to pay with in that way
The gold mines will diminish one day
And there will be no fields for our children to play
Arise Pro-human
Defend mother earth
Do not think of wealth
Or all that you can get
Life is beautiful
So let us be dutiful
As a Good Samaritan
And help your fellow African
Chinese or European
In need
To create a paradise devoid of greed
That is what I call Utopia
Not until we die
When it is all over
We can not let the children suffer
I have seen pain in my old days
The weak rise 
And the mighty fall
Armies rise to fight at the clarion call
Only the truth remains
Like a tree that stands tall
In the next millennia where shall we be?
Vanity after vanity
The rest is history
Life is a gift
And love is a blessing
Let us unite this world
And teach a good lesson

Poem Details | by Margaret Foster |
Categories: mother,

A Warm Byre

Cows gathered at gate black dogs yapping at their heels the milkmaid awaits Welcome the warm byre maid rests her head on cow’s flank creamy milk pours forth
For my mother Gracie, A milkmaid in her youth who always appreciated a warm byre on a cold winter morning. Contest - A Short Poem Please. Margaret Foster

Poem Details | by Leon Enriquez |
Categories: blessing,


Old Jambu tree
Still bearing fruits;
Generous delights


NDP crowd
Massive tapestry;
Community celebration


Each passing year
Affirms our country;
Diversity in oneness


We celebrate
Our little red dot;
Gratitude remembers


So much to see
So little time;
Familiar complaint


Fireworks display
After The Pledge;
Poignant philosophy


Politics means action
Mere words concede;
Happy results count


Propaganda campaign
True to life stories gel;
Go beyond good intentions


Today is
Another day;
Celebrate well


Doing well
Sparkles fine zest;
Learning outcomes tell


Live telecast
Nation on parade;
Our thanksgiving prayer


Rainbow colours here
Yellow, brown and black;
Many shades and tints abide


Here lies
Our hopes and dreams;
KPIs fashion


New happenings
Here and there;
Changing vistas


Demand feeds supply
Expensive real estate;
Living costs escalate


Rumour mongers
Offers of high returns;
Just before a crash


Irony joins cynicism
Reality check puzzling;
Market trends deceive


Moody mindset
Reverse psychology;
Groggy outcomes


Growing old
Can be worrisome;
Living expenses skyrocket


This little island home
Where dreams still thrive;
God bless Singapore


Uniquely different
Quirky tempos preside;
Famous since 1965


Oh my country
How do I love thee?
Face, maze and grace


All in due time
I hear your ancient rhymes;
Especially the road signs!


August 9th each year
I join with my friends;
Celebrate homecoming here


Wherever I go
A Singlish word spurs
Feelings of home


Once I was in Las Vegas,
Diner at a Chinese restaurant;
Felt good at Singlish overheard


Home is where heart
Lives with love: Singapore --
Always in my heart


Leon Emriquez
09 August 2014

(Notes: Jambu = A local fruit that grows all
year round; Jambu is the local Malay name
for a species of Guava fruit common to
Singapore and Malaysia.

NDP = National Day Parade in Singapore;
Each year on August 9th, Singaporeans celebrate
our country's independence.

KPIs = Key Performance Factors are goals or
benchmarks to measure performance in scales
that are measurable, especially to chart progress.

Singlish = A local coinage or dialect that borrows
from English and other local mother tongues to
derive a local colloquial slant known as Singlish.)

Poem Details | by Robert Heemstra |
Categories: character, mother,

Happy Mother's Day

Happy Mother Day
To all those TV mothers
Thank you Florida

Writer’s note: I mean Florida Evans from Good TimesIn my opinion she’s one of the best TV moms, and happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers in the real world!

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: fun,

What Does The Fox Say

the mother red fox snuggles in warm den, feeds her kits... a-oo-oo-oo-ooo the owl in the tree on a pitch dark moonless night.. who-who-who-who-who the mother red fox says shhh, shhh, shhh, to the owl.... kits just wow, wow, wow the crack of dawn breaks a sunrise of red and blue.. zzzzz, zzzz, silence speaks
I get a kick out of the whole song, "What Does The Fox Say" but I dedicate my poem to "Fraka-kaka-kaka-kaka-kow" Written February 21, 2014 Sponsor: Skat A Contest: What Does The Fox Say I did some research on the Red Fox and they make a sound somewhat like the Tawny Owl and other trisyllabic sounds like they are talking to each other.. They are mostly nocturnal

Poem Details | by Black Eyed Susan |
Categories: natural disasters, nature, sad,

Nature the Destroyer

the sea rolled away
the little girl wonders if 
it went down a drain

her mother screams "Run!"
as a tsunami erupts -
sand castle trampled

Received 7th place in P.D's "Nature the Destroyer" contest
Susan Burch

Poem Details | by Abdulhafeez Oyewole |
Categories: adventure, january, time,



tapestry of hues
massage mother of Yuletide
your Divine has bless

onerous beauty
Adour of sublime facade

Poem Details | by Amy Green |
Categories: animal,

Little Colt

Knobby knees unfold
   Awkward & wobbling to n fro-
      The colt tries to stand,

Gently caressed by
   His dam's soft prodding nose-
       He falls down again,

Instinct pushes him
   He must try and try again-
      Moms knicker assures,

In an effort grand
   He does it! Does it right then-
      Staggering he falls....

As the hours pass
   The colt burns across the field-
      Mother at his heels!

motif: Natural

Poem Details | by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: child, giggle, love, mother,


a little girl squeals
toddling through daises—
her mother smiles

January 20, 2014

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Nothing BUT Love 
Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich

Poem Details | by Abe Lopez |
Categories: natural disasters


                     mother natures plates 
                                         soil growling with hunger pains
                                                digesting earth crumbs

Poem Details | by Margaret Foster |
Categories: nature

Descending Grace Haiku

as the seasons change

a leaf drifts to mother earth

beautiful in death

Poem Details | by Laila Andresen Mjelde |
Categories: nature,

The storm

                                                  The storm roars and exhale
                                              is it Mother Earth last convulsions

Poem Details | by Tommy Dorsey |
Categories: lost love

Lonely Tear Drops

I twelve brother ten
  lonely tear drops hot closet
             dad gone mother alone

Poem Details | by misty hunter |
Categories: nature

Moon Queen

Moon on the water
ivoryMother of pearl
queen with her mirror

Poem Details | by Funom Makama |
Categories: fire,


The mother of heat a master of destruction but a useful servant.

Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: change, creation, earth, journey,

Journey From On High

Journey From On High

rocks under water
tree roots grasping mother earth
mountain stands so tall

Robert JLindley  08-22-2014

Poem Details | by Ernilando Tugaff |
Categories: inspirational, nature,

Mother Earth

Men, when will you learn?
Please stop illegal logging
Respect Mother Earth.

Poem Details | by POET. UNDERTAKER |
Categories: love,


Cow, tender mother  
licks calf by cheek, brow, back and front-
mother feeds baby by breast

Poem Details | by Eve Roper |
Categories: peace,

Mimic Reflection

                                              mimic reflection 
                                      waits in silence for footsteps
                                          mother Earth’s garden

By: Eve Roper 5/28/2015

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: spring,

Spring Into Haiku

scent of grass in the waterfall's mist your breath on my cheek pink blossoms against a blue sky. my mother weeps Haiku based on two of the three pictures provided by Debbie Guzzi for her contest

Poem Details | by Lin Lane |
Categories: earth, , romantic love,

Jewels For the Earth: Split Haiku

          morning sun arise
shine your warmth upon the Earth

       soft glow in the night
   pale romantic lover's moon


       twinkling stars on high
   draped on a black velvet sky


       our sweet mother earth
God gave you sun, moon and stars

            ~       ~      ~

          March 26th, 2016
Split Haiku Contest for Mystic Rose

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: animals, devotion, family, inspirational,

A Mother's Love

Whatever species
A mother with her very young
Opens eyes to love

(Inspired from a worship video from Daystar TV and watching Animal Planet)

Poem Details | by Briana Lynn Minard-Adler |
Categories: faith, life, me, people,

My Life

My life is so perfect and true 
With you my love,
Noone else treats me the way you do.

My step-father treats me wrong, and blames everything on me,
Which makes me explode or say some things to people that I don't mean,
My mother is awesome, and she is my best friend, the only other one I can trust, except you.

I have never really loved anyone before you, except my friends, but never as much as you, my love

I can't imagine living in a world where you don't exsist,
If I had to I would'nt do it, I would die,
I just can't be without you more than 24 hours, I am glad we are in the same school, that way when I am grounded I can still see you, 
I dream and daydream about you every day and every night, 
I want you to cloud up my mind, so I can think of nothing else.
My life is simple, perfect, and true.

There are some people that I wished I could say sorry to for my behavior towards them, but I don't think they would listen,
It eats my stomach up, and I feel bad for my behavior towards them, but I know I can't go into the past and erase it, guess I just have to live though it,
It just puts more scars in my heart, because no matter what we are all family in God's eyes.

I can not hate, Dislike, or even Strongly dislike anyone, even though they don't like me or may hate me, I think of them as familySo I will say sorry to someone I go to school with, she deserves itI have 3 periods with her, so I will say sorry someday when I get the guts.

My life is so perfect, clear and safe to me

Poem Details | by Ann Roske |
Categories: death, funeral, nature,

Natural Reclamation

the forest
surrender to nature
white oaks fall

For the Haiku from the Heart Contest
Submitted by Ann Roske
Form : contemporary haiku
3-6-3 format

We've had a really wet and weird winter and have 4 white oaks that have fallen over on the back of our property It is sad to see them go down, but Mother Earth will reclaim and re-purpose them This is my small tribute to that wonderful and mysterious process - circle of life.

Poem Details | by Leon Enriquez |
Categories: change,


Words in e-ink
Suffocate dry throat;
Waiting to emerge


Adopt that happy stance
Look cheery just for now;
Appease prompt bluff


Books for the journey
To look and see and glimpse;
Suspect sheer gravity


In my dreamy glimpse
My mother smiles a sigh;
Familiar territory


In another dream
My father says to me:
"What you need is a beer."


Too many dreams of late
Broken record-player;
Soundless music affairs


I learn to know
The truth somehow;
Who can be so sure?


Facial salon spa
My darling finds meaning;
Revitalized countenance


Upgraded old mall
Facelift sparks a blitz;
Crowded escapades


Look beyond just looks
Rearrange sure bias;
Look with eyes made new


Leon Enriquez
13 November 2014

Poem Details | by Leon Enriquez |
Categories: butterfly,


Linger here then
On restless shores;
Support lost causes

Sooner not later
Tides change;
Not always better

Politics like jam
Or peanut butter spread;
No use without bread

Speak softly
Mutter wisely;
Politically correct

Once in a while
Truth entertains fear;
All hell breaks lose

I think of you
All the time;
Retrospective anthem

Listen and learn
My father said;
He's dead, I'm afraid

Loiter and see
My mother said;
She's dead, it's true

Strange voice tone
Less dreary than me;
Out of this time zone

Mr Eliot he said:
"Mermaids don't sing to me;
I wake up and I drown..."

Thinking makes sad
Feeling turns bad;
Know now I am mad

Thinking and feeling,
Doing No-thing;
Enlightenment comes

Look now
Don't stare;
Then you'll see

Leon Enriquez
13 May 2014
(Vesak Day thoughts)

Poem Details | by Leon Enriquez |
Categories: environment,


Happy couple
Old man and old lady;
Eyes like newly weds

Old sepia photo
My mother stares;
Lost in a glimpse

One from the moon
The other an alien;
Two lovely strangers

Another sepia moment
My father stands;
Old flamboyant tree

Old fashion ideas
From another era;
Black and white tones

Digital pictures
iPad photos;
Edging sepia shades

Wet market floors
Slippery footsteps;
Fish mongers laugh

Vegetable vendors
Offering more greens;
Sultry beauty looks odd

Joy ventures here
Food court salvation;
Sensorial ingestion

Shop for seafood
Meat and poultry;
Food commotion loiters

Fancy vintage shoppe
Miniature books galore;
Rare collector's keepsake

July wind taunts
Wet fragrance swirls;
Grey skyline looms

Leon Enriquez
12 July 2014