willows sprout fresh ribbons --
young girls on a lark

on warm winds
the smell of green --
earthworm carves a trail

willow buds caress --
pale moon balancing

winter's tattered remnants --
laced with birdsong

snow banks
gritty and blackened --
the last guest that lingers on forever

Catching Up

I apologize to my fellow bloggers who are following Haiku Simple as I have not kept up on who you are and visiting your sites. I promise over the next weeks to catch up with you all!

drifts of white
lace the windows --
pearled edge of lunacy