Trouvaille Review, March 23, 2022 Publication 
The Hummingbird
Swiftest things that run the world,
Hums and beats, their wings unfurled.
Hummingbirds need constant fuel.
Brilliant blooms attract this jewel.
Forward, backward, upside down.
These dashing fliers zip around.
 
Golden flowers brilliant blooms
Entice birds with shiny plumes.
Blazing Star to Geranium,
Coral Bells to Delphinium.
Flower meadows, patchwork plots,
Scattered seeds in local lots. 

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Haiku: by R Bronte Brown

Winter folds a tree- 
into a counterfeit death 
gray, boney, lifeless.

Better than Starbucks, February 2022 Publication

Haiku Seed Journal
@HaikuSeed_
Featuring these wonderful #haiku for the #HaikuSeed "winter" 

Spring buds pop their heads, 
February trickery,
Winter snaps, not yet!

#HaikuSeed / 24 Feb, 2022
winter  

Trouvaille Review, February 15, 2022 Publication

The Dignity of Winter by R Bronte Brown 

Wind rustles the leaves. 
Trees shimmer yawning deeply, 
Anticipation.
 
Autumn equinox,
the balance of light and dark,
time juncture converts. 
 
Turn your face eastward.
Fall moon on the horizon
blazing golden hues.
 
Extravagant colors!
A migratory bird's last song.
Light wanes for evening.
 
Winter grants Fall's wish
for an encore flower dance,
frost procrastinates.
 
Nature splendor yields 
a harvest of abundance, 
Thankfulness expressed. 
 
Inner autumn calls,
time to embrace season’s change.
The wind howls for rest.
 
Winter winds whistling
Indian Summer's last stance
Bowing gracefully
 
Winter’s dignity
Lifeless trees quiet strength
Autumn seeds nestled deep-

Sheltered. 

The Mountain Echoes

Precipitous words
Constant reverberation-
The mountain echoes.

Picturesque shapes
Lurking among the shadows
Craggy Contours

Perspicacity
Reach into the world of words,
to find clear insight.
pur·spuh·ka·suh·tee 

Mountain / #HaikuSeed / Daily Haiku Prompt Submission February 18, 2022

Summer soybean fields
Winter conifer forests 
Fall, hide from hunters 
Spring birthing, a fawn

Moons of March
Sky looks down on earth
eyes as dark as a new moon,
spring winks at the stars. (Haiku Journal submission March 26 2022)

Seeds shed winter's shield
as roots stretch in fertile dirt-
March howls for spring's warmth.

Loam stirs, breaking free-
muddling nightcrawlers rise
under the worm moon. (THF Monthly Kukai — March 2022 submission)

Foretoken of spring
Marsh marigolds in damp fields
Hooverflies delight

Terrestrial tides collide 
rising high, but twice a year.
sun and moon poised.

A morrowless day
arriving on the equinox
perfectly balanced. 

Sugar Moon shines down-
sweet maples release sap
as March winds breathe change. 

The Haiku is a 
seventeen syllable-verse, 
layered with meaning.
Depicting moments
in nature filled with simple
wonderment and awe.  
       

Misty Moisty Mizzling
Wintry winds whistling
Slinging sleet. February 24

#HaikuSeed / 24 Feb, 2022
winter  
One misty mosity mizzling morning, 
wintry winds whistling warnings, 
slinging sleet-

(wintry whistling a windborne warnings, 
of a spindrift slinging sleet-(WIIP))

Whiptail Journal Submission ONLY - January 2022 - The Bird Issue!

1. On gradient winds, 
Eagles hitch a ride,
matching a clarion call. 

2. A trim crimson comb 
proud strut, surefooted, perched high,
Calls to wake the world

3. Cold, still, frosty white
frozen creeks, icicles drip.
Cardinals drink mid-stream. (swoop)

4. January sky, 
a pair of fair-weather crows
fly its clear blue sheer.
one line:
Fair weathered wings and clear blue sheer. 

5. Twitters, humming beats,
dashing fliers zip around, 
swiftest wings, unfurled.
one line: 
Hums and beats, swift unfurled wings

rudbeckia titters 
roots stretching in fecund dirt,
pollinizers play.  revision for haiku dialogue

dainty wings unfurled,
Diana Fritillary-
dances atop blooms.

submissions Haiku Dialogue/Troutswirl May 4 2022 art of flowers. 

Fishin' Day with Gramps

by RL Brown

Fairytale fishing –
there is no need for wishing 
when Gramps comes along,

no buckets, no boats, 
no carrying large totes, 
just Gramps, Chico and me. 

A pole in each hand,
Crickets hide by the pond bank,
Gramps catches the bait. 

A nibble, a tug- 
feel the line, ignore the bug.
Wait, now jerk the hook. 

A flip-flopping splash, 
reeling in a big fat bass 
little ones go free. 

Cold, still, frosty white
Frozen precipitation 
The glistening sun

Icicle droplets 
Drip amid a frozen field
Robins drink mid-stream.

Cold, still, frosty white
Frozen creek, icicles drip.
Cardinals swoop mid-stream. (WIP)

First to greet the day,
proud strut, surefooted, perched,
trim crimson comb  
 
Calls the world to wake.
Rises with the morning sun.
Cock-a-doddle-do