Petals of pansies for our garden :: Who left outside thunder :: hail tatters.
Blue sky :: May dawn blushes Maiden Breast Hills— noisome magpie :: aagk aagk aagk
May:: snow sifts down on green grass—water in gutters, Then rain:: thunder! Astonish
Snow covers Maid's Breast Hill— there was a summer long ago he explored them—hard No need to elaborate.
Spring has fuddled off into mountains bleared with late April blizzard. Prompted and brought to you by "Vague"
Under these mountains— murmuring stream glint, tumble soil and sand. Fret
wind harries black rags against blue sky, white crowned mountains— raven croak Fact