Haiku-a-day
A Pearl Crescent perched on the ground with wings open.

Smaller than my palm,
the Pearl Crescent stumbles by
on the summer wind.

Haiku-a-day
A red bolete mushroom growing in grass in summer.

The red-shelled bolete,
shy in the warm August grass,
casts its own shadow.

Haiku-a-day
Large sunflower heads with seeds picked by birds in late summer.

The August feeling.
almost imperceptible,
changing and fading.

Haiku-a-day
Bindweed flower blooming in late summer.

Bindweed at the edge
of the warm, bursting garden,
wet with all-day rain.

Haiku-a-day
Closeup of water in the surf of a Lake Michigan.

Waves pulling away
in the morning as we search
the sky for rainstorms.

Haiku-a-day
The shadows of two people cast on a calm great lake in morning sun with storm clouds at the horizon.

The warm morning lake,
a storm at the horizon,
catches our shadows.

Haiku-a-day
A view of a blooming lavender field under blue sky and puffy clouds in summer.

Just the sound of bees
doing what they love on earth,
keeping us alive.

Haiku-a-day
A garden of pink hollyhocks blooming in July.

Hollyhock season,
stars at the center of each,
the dust for the bees.

Haiku-a-day
Sunburst lichen grows on a white rock.

Sunburst lichen grows
on the bleached white island rocks —
sun drawing out sun.

Haiku-a-day
Morning sky before sunrise with a sickle moon visible.

Looking for answers —
the moon, still sharp in the sky,
it says, “stop looking.”

Haiku-a-day
A sign that reads, "There are artists among us," above the front porch of an old house with a square gable in early evening light in summer.

In the day’s last light,
there are artists among us,
trying to make sense.

Haiku-a-day
An outdoor greenhouse filled with geraniums.

The summer greenhouse,
”geranium factory,”
we laugh, coin the name.

Haiku-a-day
An old white door of a Native American church with simple, fine engarvings on the panels.

The tender white door
in the middle of the woods,
at the blue lake’s shore.

Haiku-a-day
A view of sun on dune grasses and blue sky with puffy clouds on a summer day.

The ecstatic clouds,
the ecstatic dune grasses,
meet well in the sky.