Morning Sitting: Double haiku

MORNING SITTING

Three times three is nine
Three nines are twenty-seven
Pigeon on repeat

In the far distance
An American war bird
Slashes the still air

Migrants

MIGRANTS

Come Autumn geese form
An arrow – A reminder
“Go inward, upward”
Come Spring (If they’ve not been shot)
They shall see how far we’ve come

Winter Winds

WINTER WINDS

An absence of birds
Breath a sharp edge of silence
With the taint of bleach

Punk Birds

PUNK BIRDS

Spring blooms with new lives
Skuas emulate James Dean
They’re cruising for chicks

Passing Clouds

PASSING CLOUDS

I spent the morning in heaven
I spent the afternoon in hell
In the evening I sat in the garden
Serenely sipping lemon tea
And listening to the birds