9 Haiku Poem by Richard St. Clair

twilight adagio...
moving through the ocean fog
cranberry workers


therapist's office...
noticing the withering
poinsettia leaves


opening the door-
the scented breeze quickly gone
in the old outhouse


sudden autumn storm:
dog and master's frisbee game
goes on anyway


intently watching:
little boy feeding a fawn
a bottle of cream


their master's cigar-
little puppies on a leash
taking turns sniffing


back of the garage...
March wind making dust devils
out of old cobwebs


distant rocky shore
softened by the ocean fog...
sand-dollar hunting


fighting the March wind,
pedestrians barely miss
the limping pigeon