Haiku Poems About Seasons | Seasons Haiku Poems

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

Poem Details | by Sheri Fresonke Harper |
Categories: death, depression, loss, nature,

Texas Wildflower Haiku : Widow's Tears

sun’s heat sunders sand
clustered lanced leaves green hug
widow’s tears collapse

Widow’s Tears is the common name for Commelina erecta varangustifolia, they bloom on 
Texas beaches in sand or clay, and have the characteristic of flowering early in the morning 
and fading by noonThe bloom in all seasons but I chose spring to be more commonly 

[1] Wildflowers and Other Plants of Texas Beaches and Islands, Alfred Richardson

Poem Details | by Lena Townsend |
Categories: passion, sea, seasons

Summer Fling

Steamy sultry night
Stars and lovers hearts ablaze
Midnight encounter

Copyright © 2009   Lena “Lolita” Townsend

Inspired by Abe Lopez ~ Haiku Seasons Contest

Poem Details | by Corinne Curcio |
Categories: nature

Spring Snowflakes

Soft Cherry Blossoms
Kiss me again and again
Spring’s gentle snowflakes

For Haiku Seasons Contest

First in a series written 4/25/09 in the Brooklyn Botanic Garden

Poem Details | by Diane M Quinlan |
Categories: bird, change, courage, immigration,

Ode To Canadian Geese Haiku

anniversary, bird, change, courage, immigration, mystery, sky,
 'Geese' Hiaku: 'Ode to the Canadian Goose'!

Canada’s Geese © HAIKU

All Northern Geese ‘crop’	
Seasonal tour ‘reruns’ twice!
Returning again!

Flag-poled Staff © HAIKU

Two pilots each tour
One Canadian goose ‘flagpoles’ 
Two tails split ends!

Canada Geese Fly By! ©HAIKU

Touristic ‘fly-bys’ 
Soar far north in summer months 
Down south in winter!

Canadian Geese © HAIKU

Arrow signs direct 
Sky-masses of geese ‘elites’ 
Comings and goings!

Flights Yesteryear© HAIKU

Canadian Geese consent
 To ‘v-shaped’ sky-tipped arrow points
Past’s learnt direction!

Canada Geese Tours © HAIKU

‘Fly-by' Geese Tourism
 Northerner or Southerner
Two seasons a year!

Canadian Geese Vacation © HAIKU

Arrow signs direct 
'V-trailing'  geese to the sky 
Masses 'enlist' onward!

Flights To Yesteryear© HAIKU

Canadian Geese mark
 'V-shaped' (sky) tipped arrow-points
Aged-mapped  destinies!

Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: autumn,

- Haiku X 33 - Morning Mist -

Stardust from last night
When I see the morning mist
Autumn storm comes 

The nature shows us 
Four delightful seasons make 
Sun will shine again

A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved 

Poem Details | by Brian Johnston |
Categories: life, love, moon, science,

Mooku: Haikus on the Moon: with Cliff Notes

1Lunar Perspective #1

month long day and night
also sees earth wax and wane
no season penchant

2Lunar Perspective #2

moon's sun mimics earth's
earth pirouettes on star stage
sun’s smile Cheshire Cat

3Lunar Perspective #3

moon turns once per month
lunar tides dictate strangeness
heat loss froze moon’s face

4Lunar Perspective #4

one quarter earth’s size
creation’s spring, born of fire,
runt of the litter

5Lunar Perspective #5

moon is problem child
with no tilt seasons languish
haiku redefined?

6Lunar Perspective #6

evolution’s fall -
dangerous precession tamed
by earth’s sibling’s mass

7Lunar Perspective #7

eggs have their season
star dust life defying odds -
sister of mercy

8Lunar Perspective #8

seasons change in sky
rain a distant memory
blue moon poet's blues

9Lunar Perspectives #9

boy/girl in earthlight
cratered love finds its season
waxing blue planet

Brian Johnston

Poet's Notes:
As I learn more about writing haiku and hear practitioners speak of snapshots of experience/nature and concrete images the more restricted I feelThis poem looks at haiku from an unusual perspectiveAlmost no one has any experience with really seeing things on the moon, but with science we can imagine concrete images and snapshots that are at least as real as any we see on earthThe paradox of this for future haiku writers is amazing I thinkOne is tempted to ask if any truly concrete images actually existIs the mind's eye as good as our own? Is what we see with our eyes any more real than what we imagine at times?

Is language even possible that is not emotional and could objectivity be a farce? An eskimo for example has 40 different words for "snow" it is saidHow could an eskimo's haiku that used this word ever be translated accurately without resorting to poetic devices such as simile, metaphor, rhyme and anthropomorphism?

Stay tuned for other developments or share your insights with the rest of us.

Cliff notes (for the curious):
I have written a poetic version of what it would be like to live on the moon, what you would see thereOf course no one lives there now so these poems need to use mentally reconstructed images of what life would be like if you did live thereSo the point of this poem is to ridicule the idea that haiku have to be concrete images or photographs of anythingTraditional haiku people are going to love this I'm sure! 

Stanza 1 basically tells you that if you were living on the moon, then one day there would be the equivalent of 30 earth days..you would have 15 earth days of light and 15 earth days of darknessAnd if you could see the earth where you are on the lunar surface you would see it going through phases just like how we see the moon go through phases here on earthHowever, unlike the earth the moon has no seasons at allThis is also a jab at traditional haiku rules that require a nature reference in every haiku and consider seasons like we have here on earth to be a part of natureWell seasons may be part of nature on earth but on the moon they are not part of nature at allCan you believe I say all of this in just 17 syllables? 

Stanza 2 contrasts the behavior of the sun as seen from the moon with how the earth behaves which is much differentBasically it takes 15 days from the time that the sun rises on the moon until the time that it setsBut the earth simply stands still in the same place in the sky all the time, i.e., for the whole number of earth days that it takes the sun to rise, set and rise againThe earth never rises and sets for a person that lives in one place on the moonBut in fact as the earth goes through its moon like phases, we do see the earth revolving once every 24 hours while occupying the same skyThe real weirdness though is that since the moon has no atmosphere, there is no extended sunrise or sunsetInstead the day begins and ends instantly like the Cheshire cat's smileSo this explains the 2nd haiku! Ha!

Poem Details | by susan viscione |
Categories: seasons

Fall into winter, spring into summer

Glistening snow has covered the earth

when spring, rings in, it's like a re-birth,

color comes out everywhere,

the time for upcoming fairs

and yardsales, with items of great worth.

Shedding your skin, just like a sleek snake,

soon you can even jump in a lake,

'repeat the seasons of four,

just like a revolving door,

storing these memories, we all make.


Poem Details | by christine a kysely |
Categories: introspection, life,

Years Are Standing Still

years are standing still
treelines in my quiet mind
 seasons gently pass

© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
 (December 16th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

Poem Details | by Trisha Sugarek |
Categories: imagery, light, nature, sun,

Seasons of the Sun

The Seasons of the Sun ©

angle of fall’s sun
so different from spring’s rays
dapples the sun porch

end of hot summer
the crisp, sharp tang of fall’s breath
smokes the air about

a waiting for sleep
under the blanket of snow
until  spring sun beams

Trisha Sugarek
World of Haiku

Poem Details | by Daniel Neal |
Categories: nature, seasons

Autumn's Wind

The trees change colors,
The ground is covered with leaves;
Swept by Autumn’s gust

Inspired by Abe Lopez's
Haiku Seasons Contest

Poem Details | by Iris Elizabeth Sankey-Lewis |
Categories: adventure, blessing, celebration, change,

Big Fat Change

Four seasons tickets

Big fat change like dictator


Change takes no hostage.

Take it or leave it

Only big fat change won't change


What's it gonna be.


Inspired by: Mystic Rose

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 Nudershada Cabanes |
Categories: autumn, beauty, change, nature,

Lessons From The Leaves and The Tree I

Lessons From The Leaves and The Tree I
( Life's Journey)

Life was beautiful
for all the leaves in the tree
in spring and summer

They flourished and bloomed
under the warm summer sun
and sweetest spring rain

Their color brightened
to a lovely shade of green
that glowed with beauty

Flowering blossoms
from the buds of the fruit tree
brought joy and delight

Little birds would peck
as they sit on the branches
on the lush green leaves

It was the best time
of their lives atop the tree
filled with happiness

But life has seasons
that never stay all the time
they come and they go

Spring and summer passed
autumn came and its cold winds
changing all the leaves

Turning their color
from bright green to brown and red
yellow and orange

Their brightness faded
their loveliness spent and gone
making them pale and weak

How seasons changed them
tempering all their nature
through adversities

Winter will arrive soon
and do her task of sweeping
the bough of the tree

The faded leaves will go
and leave the tree to herself
to make room for spring

When new leaves will grow
to replace those that have gone
in the cold winter

In such a lifetime
they have gone through all seasons
in smooth and rough times

That is how life goes
for all the leaves in the trees
in the cycle of life

Poem Details | by Jacquelynn Banks |
Categories: change, conflict, confusion, emotions,

A Haku from my world-2014

The internal fire
searing away life's pain
change summers forest

born into the world
contemplating renewal
ice covered rivers

all seasons cycle
pain love life feeling anger
eternal rhythm

bright autumn color
death brings life and renewal
pain will fade away

hope reborn once again
upon springs breath fresh flowers
life from the seedling

universes wide
internal contemplating
fish climb the river

many seasons live
through trials tribulations
death birth renewal

thought sparks creation expands
reality comes

the high of summer
sun triggered mania floating
as raging river

hot summer sunlight
river deprived of water
emotion dries up

life's changing seasons
shortcoming in emotion
through seasons cycle

fading pain emerge
life simple delusions made
forever change seasons

universe expand
knowledge create and destruct
chill grow burning fading

depressions winter
ever turmoil emotion
ebb flow night day spin

seasons always change
contemplating life death
universe expand

spaced thoughts are crazy
emotion fighting the storm
neon night pale day

wrecked ships wander
through the winters fog & mists
silent channels drift

coming through turmoil
ride the storm the hurricane
expand horizons

pain processed is therapy
growing from rebirth

fighting sanity
come insanity take home
forever to heart

the thoughts that process
never ending demons will run
collision nova

turbulent wind storm
shutters thrown open release
fear pain life death love

consuming feelings
season driven tolerance
change in fall and spring

tolerance for mood
patience empathy perceive
winter and summer

collision course set
new medication hinders
emergence changes

therapy consoles
soul full of turmoil and change
growth changed perception

frustrated anger
hot and long like summers heat
burns living forests

lashed out judgmental
like frog tongues catch flies and food
and ponds clear water (narcissism)

racing through insights
visions clear from universe
emotion has passed

struggle the outside
fury within emotion
body change season

temperament wild
raging storms, fire burns, whiteout
collides in fury

a long time waiting 
an answer born in voices
science or spirit

invasion of dreams
war new names fear demons wake
interfere with life

reality changed
committed to a course plan
bumps along the way

mountains far distance
filled with peaks and valleys the path
treaded with caution

move forward future
never stepping back from fear
ghosts do not haunt me

Poem Details | by Jamie Pan |
Categories: first love, love,

I love you more than

I love you more than
spring’s resplendent azure sky
there is a passion

I love you more than
summer’s brilliant waterfalls
I have a passion

I love you more than
autumn’s leaves of gold and red
I hold a passion

I love you more than
winter’s frosty tears of dew
you are my passion.


My poem 'I love you more than" is based on the theme of loveI believe that love itself should be everlasting just like seasons (in a way, I meant love should be always there, repeating over years and years and years..everlasting like seasons)The usage of seasons also act as a metaphor for lover's feelings, since I believe love should also have different emotionsWhat I mean is that at times, a happy couple may feel sad, depressed, angered, just like the big weather changes of different seasonsBut whatever they have gone through, it won't be everlasting as they will be happy together afterwards again, just like any harsh and icy winters will always end up as the bright and brilliant spring
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
Date written: 13/01/17
Placement: 3rd place

Poem Details | by Priscilla Cruz |
Categories: holiday


                                              The seasons will change...
                                         We now see your golden leaves...
                                              Your breeze invites us...

Poem Details | by Nudershada Cabanes |
Categories: seasons,


     Seasons come and go
winter spring summer and fall
      cold warm hot windy

Poem Details | by Tiffany Ragsdale |
Categories: animals,

Nine Lives Haiku

Nine Lives Haiku

Cat wakes in dawn air ,
Morning dew on every hair.
Birds singing in pair.

Eyes made of glass,
Watch the seasons turn and pass,
Behind tips of grass.

 Whiskers are twitching
And seem slightly bewitching.
They leave skin itching.

After a washing,
His tail can be seen swishing
as he sits fishing.

He hears every sound:
roaring butterflies’ wings pound
and rumble the ground.

A tiny pink nose ,
Stops to smell every red rose
Before they can close.

His paws leave no trace.
An attribute of his race
is to step with grace.

He slips through shadows
To the moon’s silver meadow,
Each star a window.

 Free of kids and wives,
 Defying gods with nine lives,
Cat naps while man strives!

-Tiffany Ragsdale 2009

Poem Details | by samip m. |
Categories: allegory, life, nature, philosophy,

seasons mood

This conclusion says it all

Winter, Summer, Fall symbolize all, seasons moods

tell a story, a conclusion can never tell….

-Samip Mehta 

this for those, who mood is based on the weather of their life, rainy depressed, sunny happy......

Poem Details | by Janice Canerdy |
Categories: ocean,

The Seas

			seas transport safely
		      or serve as cemeteries
		              all seasons    

posted February 10, 2016

March 5, 2018, entered in Mick Talbot's Haiku: Theme, Water Contest

Poem Details | by daver austin |
Categories: seasons,



through the barren trees
an endless expanse of gray
an orange street light

eye out the window
froze in hopeless thought, now my
furnace hums comfort

tiny figurines
on a shelf life of their own
care not for seasons 

Poem Details | by Anna-Marie Docherty |
Categories: adventure, art, autumn, death,

Fairy Nature


I'm fairy nature,
come to collect fall's leaf wares
to help make a coat.

A coat of sunsets,
a last breath of summer's glow
to wrap up autumn.

I disguise myself
living amongst the woodlands,
squirrels, bugs, birds, bees.

Slowly with magic
I single handed turn
the seasons over;

sweeping winds and driving rains,
giving nature rest till spring.

I nourish the land.
Autumn's blanket becomes crisp,
stark, white, purity,

I contrast, redecorate 
new, sleek, sexy, wavy tones.


All 5 senses are expressed within this write, looking at touch, taste, sight, sound and smell.
'make a coat','wrap up' all indicate being touched or enfolded for warmth/protection...as does 
winter's 'blanket'
sounds - could be taken from the animals, and weather...'crisp' evokes sound also'rest'-
evokes quieter times...
smell - comes from earthy woodlands and fallen leaves, contrasted with freshness of icy or 
snowy air...
taste - evoked from 'nourish', 'last breath' of Autumn and new breath of winter air.
sight- comes from the autumn colours evoked from the 'sunset' and greens and browns 
of 'woodlands', 'sexy', purity of ice and snow, 'falls leaf wares' - reds, oranges, yellows and 

Poem Details | by Ann Anderson |

The Seasons Use

If the seasons were the same
would the birds migrate
to your shores?

Poem Details | by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: happiness, life, love,

a lovers lament

A Lover’s Lament 

July and blue sky 
But alone in my cabin
A film of sorrow

When I first saw you
A soothing day in July 
I had faith in love.

How my seasons pass
I am an autumnal leaf
Alone on asphalt 

Blow incognito 
Lost my will to fly once more
 Soon I shall be earth

Poem Details | by HGarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories: nature, seasons

Winter Atop a Mountain

The snow is powder
Ski to the village below
Hot Toddy : Awaits

Inspired by Abe Lopez’ Haiku Seasons Contest

Poem Details | by Troy Tinsley |
Categories: nature, autumn,


Pretty autumn shades 
vanish , seasons lay hidden
beneath winter's snow

Poem Details | by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: life, naturegod, god, may,

Haiku Crazy Wisdoms

The crashing waves ripped.
One surfboard flipped, disappeared –
And strength swam ashore.

Soldiers seek God’s face
Amid blasting, fire, and death.
A few find solace.

Women birth children.
Fathers become their leaders -
When love has no girth.

Tsunamis may drown,
Earthquakes may scatter earth around.
Willingly, God helps

The distant planet
Travels, showing its dark face –
Man shall see its light.

Signs and seasons pass.
Life lessons inflict sore pain.
But God can uplift.

Daybreak welcomes dawn.
The sun delivers brightness.
Wisdom is thankful.

Before the sunrise,
A rooster crows in darkness.
Singing bragging rights.

Traveling with speed,
Interstate traffic flies by.
Some folks watch and pray.

Hanging on to life,
Two, in sickness and in health,
Love nature’s great gifts.

Time passed slowly
Once upon a youthful time,
But speeds up with age.

Fool-heart was happy
When it heard many crickets –
Ringing in its head.

Euphoria knows.
A wonderful thing…the mind –
Can be a compass.

God gives His riches.
Open eyes perceive great gifts –
Beauty everywhere.

© October 3, 2010
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Poem Details | by Rollo West |
Categories: music,

Seasons for the Mind

Hot tea and lemon Vivaldi's four seasons plays A bath for the mind

Poem Details | by Brian Johnston |
Categories: death, life,

Haiku: Traditional 41

true desert beauty
somewhere lies a hidden well -
all seasons 'big bang'

Brian Johnston
April 12, 2016

With apologies to Antoine de Saint-Exupéry!  :-)

Poem Details | by Üzeyir Lokman CAYCI |
Categories: inspirational, lost love, nostalgia,


You live in your own inner city, which you bought in a 
silent auction.
You were again unable to cancel your debts.
Under your blackening eyelids you try to feel certain 
Without noticing your withdrawal from self, you leave for 
distant parts
by using your ropes of thought like a ski-lift.
Your shudders increase as you touch the numberless elements.
In your screams at the moment when you feel the jolts 
from the echoes
of your words crossing the threshold of your thought,
you send birds fleeing before youAs you breathe, your 
roses wither.
In your moments of madness, crystals fall from your roof.
As your field of thought shrinks, your city expandsYou 
exhaust yourself
from running down the streets and avenues.
As the lamps of your voltage machines alight upon your 
your humans robotize themselves.
The toads in your dirty waters frighten even the crocodiles.
Your inner journey makes you grow older.
Your internal cries amplify themselves.
You manifest difficulties with forty paws.
The auxiliary cells of your laboratories do not give you
the opportunity to live any pleasurable moments.
While the fear indicator inside you slackens you through 
and through, you 
have not
even the possibility of speakingWith each movement of 
the clock,
the seasons rip themselves out of your heart.
Your solitude traverses your spirit without cease.

by Üzeyir Lokman ÇAYCI
Mantes la Ville  - 22.09.2002
Traduit par by Yakup YURT en français
French free verse translated into English free verse
by F.JBergmann - 16.02.2003

Poem Details | by Michael J. Falotico |
Categories: seasons

Better with Time

The lines on the leaf
show age and a seasons end
but colors shine bright..

Poem Details | by Cynthia Alvez |
Categories: nature,

Summer's Curtain Call

Stage of seasons change
Aglow summer takes last bow
Fall mimics her smile

Poem Details | by Ian Kilfoil |
Categories: inspirational, nature

Esopus Creek - Haiku

Crystalline colors
cascade over smooth, worn rocks,
sun skims the surface.

The ancient creek flows,
dancing upon waterfalls,
as the seasons change

Glorious to see,
as smooth liquid jewels may run,
melting in the sun.

Eternal beauty
this peaceful running wonder,
leaving me in awe.

Poem Details | by Chad Knight |
Categories: autumn,

Autumn Chase - Three-headed Haiku Contest

Tumble leaves; fall,
golden red and yellow streaks:
a leaf's farthest reach...

Calico clouds, glow:
beauty's limit impeached,
shift and shade as seas...

Sun seasons life's taste,
autumn, encirc'ling in space:
winter's promise; chased...

Poem Details | by julie Cottingham |
Categories: seasons


Silver glistening on clear water

Trickling babbling brook carries leaves down stream

Water defrosts as the seasons change

Poem Details | by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories: nature

Fall Reward

Summer promise kept
The earth begins to rejoice
The leaves are turning

For Abe's Seasons contest.

Poem Details | by Joseph Peters |
Categories: imagination, nature, seasons,


[Butterfly dancers/center]
[painting the seasons pallette/center]
[Brightly warmed hillsides/center]

Poem Details | by sashi prabhu |
Categories: africa, beach, people,

Park bench

yawning park bench
Empty spaces now remind
necking in the park...

Yawning park bench
Nostalgia in the air
Ah flicker in my eyes

Yawning park bench
Lie dormant in its own space
Ah seasons have passed

Yawning park bench
Lie Awaiting its destiny 
Another tear falls....

Poem Details | by Byron Kaya |
Categories: depression, hope, recovery from,


empty reflection
bitter seasons paint the sky
sunrise a new day

Poem Details | by Raul Moreno |
Categories: nature, seasons

Winter Wonderland

Freshly fallen snow,
Large masses of frozen lakes;
Lined by frosted trees.

Inspired by Abe Lopez's 
Haiku Seasons Contest.

Poem Details | by Wm Paul |
Categories: nature,

HAIKU 12-6,7-16

Half Moon thru the trees,
Brisk breeze breathes against my face,
Winter Seasons comes.

Poem Details | by Charles Henderson |
Categories: nature

Influx of Spring

The influx of spring
growing seasons commencing...
For corn, wheat, pot holes
© Mar 13 2010 Charles Henderson

Poem Details | by eddee shaz |
Categories: nature

ramblings of a confused tree hugger part 4

Its another day
just like every other day
not a lot to say

winter snow is on the ground
wind  is blowing all around
the trees sleeping sound

There leaves are missing
there is no time for fishing
spring is worth wishing

new life will emerge
years of memories  are purged
soon the seasons merge

Poem Details | by christine a kysely |
Categories: introspection

Fragrant Mind Garden

Fragrant mind garden
Where many seasons have shown
Take me to my dreams.

(January 11, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

Poem Details | by Mick Talbot |
Categories: nature, spring, winter,


HAIKU - WiNTER the breath of winter steals heat.. stress's the wild.. hard times spring..well-earned respite ~~ winter raucous storms spring defiant..inspires summertime colours ~~ feed the winter birds five-pound sterling a bag my how time changes ~~ spring..master..mistress gender, what ere the form behold its beauty ~~ all seasons fickle can..will all life adapt... time can be a friend ~~ verdant in nature life most visible to all note..important too ~~ the blue..blue moon I touched it with my mind reflected winter ~~ roll on summertime do not wish your life away who knows the future ~~ hark..hear that sound..life live it what ere the future one life.. one time..live ~~ newts in the pond don't jump or splash..silence look out..frog croaking

Poem Details | by Jim Slaughter |
Categories: seasons,

A Handful of Haiku: Seasoned to Taste

As seasons change we
Watch in awe as Nature works
Her silent wonders

Trees in bud and blooms
In riotous display the
Stage is set for Spring 

Summer mem'ries filled
With lemon ice cream nights and
Watermelon days

Harvest moon, frosty 
Nights, leaves changing hues to show
Autumn's here again

Old cold-hearted friend
Ever catch me unprepared
Winter's at the door

Poem Details | by Adebayo Abass Olalekan |
Categories: africa, confusion, corruption,


Round pegs in square holes.
Many seasons come and go.
How then can we grow?

Poem Details | by Georgiana Elisha |
Categories: change, imagery, nature,

Tangled Matter

 Many swirly vines
 Entangled with each other
 Waiting for love's call.
 Tentacles wrapped up
 On a ship sunken below
 Wanting some comfort.

 Seasons come and go
 Winter now but spring later
 The time of love's bloom.

 A maple leaf falls
 Two joined together in one
 Tangled together.

 A matter of time
 For friends to become lovers
 Though a twist awaits.

Poem Details | by Mick Talbot |
Categories: nature,

Eloquent banter

HAIKU ~~~~*~~~~ if nature could speak would it be eloquent banter... the seasons will tell ~~~~*~~~~
01/20'18 Entered 'Eloquent Banter' poetry contest sponsored by Edward McCall

Poem Details | by Barry Stebbings |
Categories: seasons, wind,

Wind Chimes

Wind Chimes

     hanging wind chimes ring;

     the silent listener hears

      songs the Seasons sing.