Still Tuesday. I decided I wanted to try the maple thing again, this time a little more sensory:
Japanese Maple
Leaves of innocent red flame
In giddy springtime
If I went on from there, I’d be thinking about how the leaves darken to a more mature red, then wither, but I suppose that’s beyond the scope of a haiku.
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