My First Haiku’s

SPRINGĀ 

Ripples cross the pond
Lulls the lily – gentle bob
Crash upon the shore

Pale lilac petals
Break free and tumble and toss
Sweet scent in the air

A bloated cloud floats
Straining from its heavy load
Ozone breathes on me

The snap of a bough
A shrieking blue jay takes flight
The moon glows silent

Swift brush of an arm
Harried people rushing by
Trees sway in the breeze

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