Saturday, April 13, 2013

NaPoWriMo #13: Walking the Dog in 5 Haikus

Lupine from Father's
garden.  Yellow blossoms rise
like bricks of butter.

Saturday sprinklers.
Pitbull canters through wet grass.
Paw prints seem so small

Pebbles cannot form
a garden.  It may be art,
but gardens must live.

Dandelion stems
rule the yard.  It makes me think
of sad-eyed children.

A thirsty puppy
gulps down water. Bi-bi-bi birds
sing in my back yard.

--April 13, 2013
Prompt: Take a walk and write your observations into a poem.

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