Haiku by ayaz daryl nielsen

a warm melody
on the orchestra playlist
that's when my heart sings



the shades weren't lowered
white moonlight fills her bedroom
in a dream, she smiles



tranquil day
rinds around the melons
peas in their pods



waking birds call
shirts flapping on clotheslines
this peopled earth



endless snow
listening between flakes I can hear
April's butterfly wings




ayaz daryl nielsen, x-roughneck (as on oil rigs)/hospice nurse, editor of bear creek haiku (25+ years/125+ issues), homes for poems include Lilliput Review, SCIFAIKUEST, Shemom, Shamrock, Kind of a Hurricane Press and online at bear creek haiku.