

American Haiku 1Summer Boiled too early, Late April, Thunderstorms and the sun-American Haiku 1
Trees bend in the breeze, heat shimmers around rusted cars, trailers and scrap seen from the road, in passing.
Between school and work and home,
We have no great triumphs, or failures, only things we said, and things we didn't, but wanted to.
It's too warm for spring.