even woodpeckers

Carpe Diem #735 even woodpeckers

The grey, windblown hair is brushed from her eyes.  In time to see the snowy egret split the sky.  Leaving the clouds to become just wispy curly cues.  The sounds of the redwing black bird warn others this is his lily pond.  Mockingbirds and cardinals ignore as do the swallows. The whistling duck smugly swoops by the black bird.  Still the redwing sits on the highest branch.  Shouting to all and riding the windblown bush like a tilt a whirl at the county fair.

tornado winds!

even woodpeckers are gone

within the harsh path

only shelter found is in 

five square feet within the earth

©  Janice Adcock

Inspirational haiku:
less than
five foot square
grass shelter
not needed
unless there is rain

© Butcho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)

 even woodpeckers
do not damage this hut
a summer grove

© Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)

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Remembering many tense days and nights in Missouri.  And, no, our home was never hit directly by any of the tornadoes, some as close as 1/4 mile from us.  There was just damage from the hail.  This spring is being challenging for my sister and her family in Oklahoma,  Tornadoes have been dancing around the kids and grandkids homes for the last week.  The price that is paid to have droughts broken....

Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

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