Haiku

pollen covers cars

and even sticks onto clothes

springtime takes revenge

 

the splendor of sight

our sun rises once again

in spite of darkness

 

from the rocky shores

of Western Ireland they fled

my thin ancestors

 

mother passed away

from this world a year ago

today by the sea

 

the sunken treasure

of waking up to mom’s voice

singing while cleaning

 

the aloe plant hugs

the wall as its leaves reach

for the window

 

imagine the sound

of fog – envision the sight

of our sun’s full warmth