Eighteenth Saturday, one day late

Brant geese at pilings

Filling up on thick green moss

For the long flight home.

Park’s crowded today:

Walkers, joggers, kids, and dogs

Under leafing trees.

Temporary tents

Going up on white tent’s pier.

Such interlopers!

(and if you want more of my haiku, there’s always my haiku book

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