A Year in Haiku Date: Monday, 1st June 2009 @ 03:16:26 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: TheSpiritx A spring thunderstorm -- large drops slam the petals of tiny pink flowers. Black roads crest the hill -- the distant trees dance and sway through the waves of heat. Leaves silently fall -- a poet's blank paper sits under a still pen. The night owl waits for any sign of dinner -- cold, the first snowfall. This poem is Copyright © TheSpiritx Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=150364