Haiku by Kip
Pelican glides low
Wingtips kiss glassy surface
A lone feather floats
Little blue hunting
Quick-step wing-flap head-thrust dance
Fish wriggles on beak
Morning whisp mists dance
Apparitions of the dawn
Horizon glowing
Mirror water steams
Stillness broken by breath
Grey nose slips away
Knobby-kneed swamp trees
Cathedral of the spirit
Tree frog choir sings
Early morning sun
Fire-edged palmetto fan
Lonely longleaf pine
Naked heart endures
Awakening mountain strength
Shaping a man’s life
Empty mind looks deep
Mountain valley spirit hides
Fog invites my thought
Distant howls echo
Over snow-muffled landscape
Wild fills my ears
Kip Koelsch Author 