Rainy Evening

 The roar of Spring rain
outside my window echoes

more than my silence.

Alone with my thoughts,

I watch streams carry away

dreams with rainwater.

The evening cloud-light

slowly dies as rain sputters

over my silence.

Shelf Cat

 

Morning darkness shines:

yellow lamp and orange fur

and reflective eyes.

A Year Of Haiku (VI): Surprise

 

Not seeing the rain,

I did not anticipate 

the sky that followed.