Roost

On this winter evening, at the approach of dusk. A cloud of tiny birds doing figure-eights above the bustling traffic. Then they came to roost.

start of night
bare branches bear leaves
of sparrows

Pat R

2/16/20

Gold & Sing

setting sun molten
evening sky showy blaze of
gold, birds sing from roost

Pat R

11/28/16

For
Ronovan Writes Haiku
#Daily Haiku Challenge

https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2016/11/28/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-125-goldsing/