Haiku from the Porch

I awake
deep in the night;
moonlight bathes the garden

emerald leaves flutter,
gentle in morning light;
warm waft of coffee

soft sighs in the
treetops swell and recede –
a gathering breeze

squirrels chatter and
chirp, tossing gnawed hickory
husks from high branches

a white butterfly
alights, shady maple leaf
cool on its feet

I drip sweat
and retreat inside –
July noon

in stillness
a walnut thuds to earth –
summer dusk

fingertips trace patterns
on a cold wet glass –
ice clinks

a firefly hovers
then lights its butt –
I smile

leaf silouhettes
on a backdrop of
powder pink sky

fireflies drift
at the dark edge of trees,
a dance of light

deep green and
tiny lights – dusk has
come to the garden