Bleak sky, winter day. Gold Birds Gold birds in cages swinging on perches, singing like they still believe. Bricks stand together. Beat Kids skip to the beat playground beat, no conductor, Jumpropes drum out time. Science Fiction Haiku Hydroponic oak, last survivor, ship adrift.
Some countries have stars India, the spinning wheel, Our fate, our fortune.
This fat man running flattens patches of green grass. Somehow it springs back. Black Twig Haiku Weaving, unweaving black twigs wave among the clouds. Bare branch, winter sky. Cracked Root Haiku the gnarled, twisted roots cracked, dry down to the water, settled, black and still.