morning haze of smoky dust
gives way to cool breezes
dancing over crystal blue
icy waters of the vast caldera
lined with cliffs rising precipitously
pure waters shimmer
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no common gull he–
strutting his stuff on the strand
for the hoi polloi
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Brief update:
Uncommon gull last seen two years ago. Read the rest of this entry »
wind-whipped branches writhe
nestling birds cling for dear life
nature on rampage
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It’s 3:00 am
I’m alone in the house Read the rest of this entry »
song birds caroling
sun breaking through mist-drenched air
dropping dew drumming
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A mini rain-forest
reverberating voices
shimmering light-rays and Read the rest of this entry »
fledgling chickadees
four babes outside my window
irrepressible
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Exuberant, freedom-drunk and chirping madly
they teeter on spiny ribs beneath the canopy Read the rest of this entry »
birds flutter swoop dive
cat’s jaw quivers, tail twitches—
agony of spring
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To Prince Oliver Smudge the Second, aka Smudge:
I hereby dedicate this haiku to Your Royal Catness
with the clear expectation that you will
immediately cease and desist
from all yowls of neglect and outrage.
You say it deeply pains you to watch me day after day
writing only about Me, Myself and I.
To be brutally frank,
I know much more about Me, Myself and I
than I do about the mystery of
Your Inner Being/Inner Cat/Inner Stalker.
HOWEVER
If you read Your Very Own Haiku with an open mind
you will discern therein
just how much I DO appreciate your agony day after day
as all those Nasty Spring Birdies flaunt their freedom in the Great Outdoors.
No. You may NOT go outside to play today!
I’m No Dummy.
Her Royal Highness,
Queen Elouise
Haiku written 3 April 2014
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 3 April 2014
Photo taken by ERFraser, 2 March 2022
carolina wren
peers into old beer bottle –
empty still Read the rest of this entry »
liquid call
soars above drenched grass
drink your teeeee….
I’m out on an early morning walk, trying to beat the sweltering heat and humidity
An overnight thunderstorm made things worse, not better
With each breath heavy damp air invades my lungs
I don’t see the towhee but I hear him
and burst out laughing
Thank you brother!
Smooth cool
iced tea
drops
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© Elouise Renich Fraser, 18 January 2014
salty tide
laps against dock
marsh hen clacks
It’s nineteen-fifty-something Read the rest of this entry »
Telling the Truth 