Sunday, December 2, 2012

Haiku - 88

spring bloom
the sound of water
stringing water


fluttering
of the scarecrow
lingering heat


concert hall . . .
the reed vibrates
the eyes of artist


deserted
land, the wild growth
of forget me nots

1 comment:

sarojini pattayat said...

Anand,your haiku are always to the point and also paint feelings.
Best wishes.