The Lake Bed

The lake bed drys up

The hard, dry mud cracks once more.

Summer heats the land

Drying it to a hard crisp

Autumn rain must come again

A tanka

Dirt

The dirt is quite soft
Ready for a spring planting
Warm days are coming


A haiku

The Drought

The drought has ended
The gentile rain falls softly
Green has come again


A haiku

Sky

The sun brightly shines
The sky is a soft, bright blue
Rain is on its way
The clouds make a sky dark gray
Warm rain is now coming down


A tanka

The water

The water is smooth,

It always shines when it moves.

In storm it goes gray,

At night the water goes black

And under bright sky it's blue.

A tanka

School

At school you learn much
At home you do your homework
A friend comes to play


A Haiku

Time

The light is shining

Time is whining,

Use it wisely and smartly,

Not stupid and tartly.

The water ripples

In groups of three,

From the middle,

To the tree.


A free verse

Human Race

If you beat the test
Not the rest
The bow will show
Like a crest
So remember, 
This is a taste
Of the human race


A free verse

The Raccoon

At night something stirs
A raccoon comes from the dark
He wants a late snack.


A haiku