Ailill
summer haiku
Yesterday’s rain drops
bloom butterfly wings breathing
dandelion sparks.
Cherry moon in flight,
chickadee's shrill notes echo
bullfrogs’ rumbling drums.
Cloaking shadow white
blossoms picked by the moonlight
word play in the way.
Being becoming
moths gracing a lilac bush
during a full moon.
A break in the storm,
April’s hickory leaves splashed
against morning sun.
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