This week’s haiku

Starry nights…

In a crowded sky,
constellations take their shape,
connecting the dots.



Incredibly starry nights…

Night wraps around us,
bristling with fierce, cold, bright points,
close enough to touch.



The dawn chorus, the all-day chorus, until 10.00pm …

The star of the show,
first to start, last to finish,
a thrush leads the choir.