EN340 / IN350 Global Haiku Tradition
Dr. Randy Brooks
Spring 2005
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FALLING CRABAPPLES
A collection of Haiku

by

David Meyer

Introduction

A crabapple, as you know if you've ever encountered them during the curious years of youth, has a very sour and un-inviting taste when picked directly off the tree. With some effort and ingenuity, however, these little cherry-like fruits can be turned into a very appetizing jam. I have tried not to hand out any bitter fruit within these pages. Instead, I put a little effort into this collection, and I hope my labor yields for the reader an appetizing read.


sitting on a rotten log
while my backpack
rests comfortably


morning sunlight
in her sleep
she squeezes my hand


flickering light
my key
frozen in the lock


careful consideration
a squirrel leaps
to a new tree


colorful clothing
clean and pressed
     a prisoner


keys locked in the car
motor running
winter night


blanket
underneath the tree
falling crabapples


crayon against cardboard
leaves "Love" behind
glitter on the table


rivulets of mud
beneath the swings
leaking garden hose

©2005 Randy Brooks, Millikin University, Decatur, Illinois || all rights reserved for original authors