poem
the lilac
was pruned
and now
its scent
is simply
unattainable
for those
without wings
(AW, April 2025)
haiku
the lilac blooms
in difficult times
like in each century
new ginkgo leaves; photo: Martin G. Wienert
bodies
need zinc
the good advice
repeated
it's true
bees return
to flowers
grey clouds push
the white ones
aside
before the rain
the cooking
of soaked beans
needs time
my thoughts about
traditions too
and some of them
are cherished
nice drops on leaves
can't stand these constant
complains about rain
endless debate
this tree produces
leaves quicker
scattered blossoms
yesterday's direction
of the wind
the drought was
ended by rain
welcomed by songs
some birds even
repeated lines
several times
to honour the grace
the day starts with
too little rain and
a hole in the fitted sheet
in this dry spring
the sincere hope
that these few clouds
will gather with others
to bring the much
needed rain
and even
surreal puddles
a camellia in our garden; photo: Martin G. Wienert
after weeks of blue
the welcomed grey
which works
very well
with the green of
wild garlic
and the various calls
of blue tits
at about 10 o'clock
in the morning
on Thursday
if someone
just shows
a sarcastic smirk
then it's better
to look at
the clouds
next time
those beautiful
encouraging
white clouds
a blue sky
over the former
smelting works
an alcohol-free beer
with lemon
a strange taste
in times of
strange weather
no rain for weeks
in spring
haiku senryu
drought in springtime
and sunbeams for
so called nice weather
a bird of prey
left our garden
with a mouse
pink petals
on soil and stones
the bird sat
on a tree
before its flight
I was told all this
but I saw the petals
myself
outstretched arms
a photo of
the old magnolia tree
spring drought
people are worried
they really are
