Waiting on Trees in Springtime


Sun, wind. Car stereos booming. Streets scarred by leftover road salt. Shouts of children outdoors again. Neighbours chatter in lane, a rusted wheelbarrow gathers twigs. Buds closed tight on the ash tree.

On a long journey
waiting to arrive often
like climbing mountain

©2021 S. Michaels
As The Crow Flys – Haibun

image: wallup.net

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