Frustration

That darn tree

It has my ball

The lowest branch out of reach

So no way to climb it

I ask a squirrel for help

But it scurries away

There’s a bird near my ball

Could you pass it down? I ask

To no avail

I plead with the wind

Just one good strong gust

But the air remains still

Eureka! I find another ball

I’ll use it to knock mine down

First throw too high

Second bangs against a branch

Third time a charm?

Nope the second ball gets stuck too

That darn tree

Five Haiku

Smiling young woman

Walked along the rushing creek

A white duck quacked

Wind crackles through trees

Leaves make their descent to ground

Time to get a rake

River’s angry flow

Carries debris and lifts boats

Happy to reach shore

Happy foggy day

Cooler here than the suburbs

Let’s go for a walk

The rain has fallen

Birds chirp through the misty air

Nature has prevailed