There was a time When meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, And every common sight, To me did seem aparelled in celestial light. The Glory and the freshness of a dream! It is not now as it hath been of yore. Turn wheresoe're I may, By night or day, The things that I have seen I now can see no more.

Here some sites where you could find plenty ranging from medium length to very short haiku ones : http://home.egge.net/~savory/poetry.htm http://www.tyc.state.tx.us/programs/youth_haiku.html http://www.short-poetry.blogspot.com/

From "The Rose": Some say love, it is a river that drawns the tender reed Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed Some say love, it is a hunger and endless aching need I say love, it is a flower, and you its only seed

Birdy, birdy, in the sky, Why'd you do that in my eye? Me not sad, me don't cry; Me just glad cows don't fly.

Lyric from Roberta Flack's song: Love is a rush of the wild wind The scent of a summer rose A whistle blowing on a distant track And when it goes, it goes