it’s too late, too late
flowers are incredulous
unpunctual rain
Category: drought
1504
it doesn’t snow here
the moon pities us
shades everything white
1376
smattering of rain
deer lick the faint grass
shadows tinted green
1264
suddenly important
a cool shade of trees
frying pan of a day
1065
spider web
on the birdhouse
no sale yet
1007R
ah, doll’s festival!
our daughters are grown now
the dolls won’t know them
448
a dry November
whispers of rain bring comfort
a benediction
436
fresh coffee brewing
a steady snare beat outside
neighbors sing out “Rain!”
429
frogs and dragonflies
left no forwarding address
took the creek with them
397
raindrops on windshield
such a pity to wipe off
waiting all summer
396
on parched yellow hills
light bouquets of petrichor
left by the first rain
392
chopping fire breaks
on a hill of dying trees
clusters of deer watch
388
stalking the city
shimmering stripes of fierce heat
a tiger summer
387
clearing out dry brush
yellowed stalks whacked to stubble
evicting the deer
374
when will they return
tall, bright banners of snow melt
Yosemite Falls
364
new amber alert
man watering lawn with hose
police on their way
361
manicured lawns turn
into meadows, food gardens,
and child habitats
335
mild toasty summer
Nature’s consolation prize
for dry reservoirs
273
collect wastewater
roses, elm, apple, loquat
who shall drink today?
3 haiku on same theme
222
The Colorado
disappearing in the drought
grandbaby crawls now
223
birds and frogs confer
flowers droop their withered heads
wonder where’s the rain
224
sun’s not killing us
it’s the torn, frayed umbrella
that we never patched
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