Monday, September 26, 2005

Country Haiku

Cold metal dipper
icy-wet well water flows
sweetly down my throat


Southern pine trees sway
so tall in the southern breeze
And smell of citrus


Sagging, old buildings
tasting of our history
rotting, forgotten


I smell the mountains
the rain, the damp moss and leaves
The scent takes me home


The forest is still
I lean back against my tree
and sleep for awhile


Decoration Day
at the town's cemetary
everyone is here


Idgie @ the "Dew" said...


Laura said...

Oh Dana, beautiful! You really painted a scene with that one!

kenju said...

Yes, they are beautiful! I could feel the cold water flowing and smell the pines.

Dana said...

Thanks y'all! I am so glad you liked them. I think I will make it a weekly thing to post some county haikus.

Cowtown Pattie said...

Great stuff, Dana! Now, I need to polish up my old haiku pen *grin*

Dana said...

Go for it. The world can never use enough haikus.