Haikus

Chinese garden’s ripe,
Berries swinging heavy in clusters.
Happy birds make cry.

Bamboo bends and nods,
Iris on the banks with blades advanced,
Water soothes a course.

Pagoda and bridge
Burn red, like maple, coot’s bill, swan’s foot,
Kids’ red coats ablaze.

Don’t cry. No sound but
Leaves burning, turning, falling in whirls,
Your breath and heartbeat.