By James Bates Fresh lilacs bloomingLily-of-the-valley tooSpringtime scent so sweet. Springtime misting rainTender garden shoots reachingThirstily drinking.Deep woods forest pathLeafy green canopy aboveSleepy shade below.Late day setting sunLast light filters through the treesBlanket of soft warmth. Jim lives in a small town twenty miles west of Minneapolis, Minnesota. His stories have appeared online in CafeLit, The Writers' … Continue reading Four Springtime Haiku
