From the tallest trees
of the interfacing woods,
the red-tailed hawk gleans
the pasture, grain and hay fields,
fallow, fertile, emerging, golden,
winter, spring, summer and fall.
Bruce Stambaugh
Feb. 6, 2011
Four season survival
Tag: poem
Song Sparrow Haiku
On the coldest day
of the year the song sparrow
earned its moniker.
Bruce Stambaugh
Jan. 23, 2011
Amish skaters
Honest to goodness laughter punctuated
the snowy night air, easily drowning out
the steady hum of the gasoline generator
that powered the incandescent necklace
arched over the frozen pond, illuminating
the slick surface where skaters frolicked.
Bruce Stambaugh
Jan. 7, 2011
Deer in the snow haiku
Where the snow covered
pasture wedged into the woods,
the yearlings frolicked.
Bruce Stambaugh
Dec. 29, 2010
Total eclipse haiku
Take a nap today.
A total lunar eclipse
in the late night sky.
Bruce Stambaugh
Dec. 20, 2010
Amish sledding haiku
The boy and the girl
took turns sliding down the hill
in a coal shovel.
Bruce Stambaugh
December 13, 2010
Autumn pond
Fallen leaves, brown reeds,
Floating on the black water,
lilly pads yet green.
Bruce Stambaugh
Dec. 3, 2010
Quaking aspen haiku
Against lazy clouds
and sapphire sky, emeralds
silently quiver.
Bruce Stambaugh
August 18, 2010
Morning watch
The young red-tailed hawk
perched upon the shocked sheaves
in the morning mist preying for breakfast.
Bruce Stambaugh
July 30, 2010
Amish air conditioner
Queen Anne’s Lace bloom pinned
between black bonnet and golden hair,
light blue dress hiked to her knees,
the poised and carefree Amish girl pedaled
down the road, her two-wheeled air conditioning
the only practical escape from the oppressive heat.
Bruce Stambaugh
July 25, 2010
Roadkill Crossing 
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