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... thanks Anne!

... hmm.. I'm feeling a bit lower than dirt at the moment...

anneporter wrote:compassion revealed
in a lady's acceptance
silk purse from sow's ear

silk purse from sow's ear
beside the heaps of garbage
blue flag irises!

blue flag irises!
wildflowers out of control
report for duty!

report to duty!
ire raised by bureaucracy,
I sit and peel my orange...

I sit and peel my orange...
its skin a spiral falling
nectar on my lips

nectar on my lips
peaches ripened in orchards
colour of your cheeks

sorry --just read the last 2 haiku and realized I didn't count my syllables last time. My apologies to any syllable purists out there... i won't edit because Violet and Lizzy have followed on with their lovely verses, but it can be read as "I peel my orange."

[note to self: no more hasty posts]

colour of your cheeks
strawberries still in the field
your blushing sweetness

your blushing sweetness
yes... lift your skirt for crossing
the stream without bridge

stream without a bridge
water bugs climb muddy reeds
crane dangles steel beam

crane dangles steel beam
backlit by the rising sun
St. John's waterfront

crane dangles steel beam
walking stick against grey sky
man dwarfing nature


[We'll go with yours, Anne... after finally getting what I wanted with it, I couldn't bear to just let it go .]

St. John's waterfront
covered by ocean debris
hurricane now gone

hurricane now gone
leaving an art deco sky
cream/lilac/ pink/ blue

cream/lilac/ pink/ blue
Colours of the haiku girls
Lads lag way behind