The Bee Leaves His Tavern – Seven Spring Haikus

IMG_0646Bee leaves his tavern
flying cross-eyed without care
full of daisy beer


An April morning
A fern dangles from fawn’s mouth—
Relaxed etiquette


Under the alder
Orion’s belt shines brightly
through the new spring leaves


I go and you go
to distant growing meadows—
two springs arriving


A springtime buffet
as for the fennel down there—
I ate most of it


First fruits and spring breeze
her thigh under fushia dress—
mighty writhing snake


Even in my arms
hearing the moon moan above
you long for my hands

 

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A Currant Affair

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Pink-flowering Currant (Ribes sanguineum glutinosum)

A mid-winter warmth wins your hand
and draws you out for pendulous play
to blossom right in front of me
a dream of pink in light of day

Draw me in your inflorescence
Draw me in with all your senses
Draw me with sweet sagey scents and
Draw me in with rosy fervence

Fragrant is your dangling racemes
bunching grapes of blushing dreams

Your pretty little grape does dangle
in morning dew at such an angle
I want to pluck but dare not do it
perhaps the spring brings ripened fruit

I want to be a tiny ant
and on my tongue take in the sweet
But I’ll wait a little longer
and savor all your lovely treats

Coffee berry is your partner
the ruby-throated loves you too
a sparkle in the green and grey
it doesn’t take you much to woo

Grow in flow of warming current
purple berry in longer days
I want a taste, Sweetest Currant
before the birds take you away