in a black sky...
one white cloud
charged with light

bank holiday monday...
the urban music of cars
and blackbird song

urban garden...
the sun turns a pink rose
a lighter shade

stillness then wind
slowly the trees
begin to whoosh

chill wind—this evening
sky and trees blaze
a golden colour

Haiga # 107

through frosted glass...
a bouncing brown leaf
on a spider’s thread