Kumpulan Haiku 8
a morning dew
it refuses to fall into the earth
but .. sudden rain
a tiny dot runs,
across the warm sky last afternoon,
a red baloon
sharp crescent,
plays lonely among the stars,
shapes a smile
raindrops and,
gentle wave on top of a rain puddle,
sparkling night
deep footprints
on wet soil around weeds,
post winter day
first day of spring
snowflake come to one’s mind,
a frozen heart
a pulpy orange
cold in the red refrigerator,
i pretending ignorance
some birdy cofee
lined up neatly in the icebox,
i drink it all
no one understands
who is hidden behind the snowbank, until
a hundred times of spring
at night
just cricket sound, and
leave it all
deep grin night
in between twigs and leafs,
wind shaken
unfollow the winter
at the beginning of spring,
hi to the first weed
leave the winter
look at this fragile spring,
sheep herding
lying on the roof
i think i can reach, the almost
falling moon
