Sunday, 20 July 2008

Charlotte Summers

Swaying in the wind
The trees tower over you
They reach at the sky

Grass does not cover all
Some parts are green, some are not
It goes poke, poke, poke

1 comment:

bethnoir said...

I love the first stanza, it suggests to me a feeling of discomfort or even muted horror at the tall trees and makes me wonder why that would be. I love it when a Haiku tells more than one story, great work!