in the backyards
winds of autumn
ripple plastic bags
the tree by the fence
a twitter with nuthatch-
moving-in day
girl in the library
peering at the screen-
books stacked nearby
in the garden pool
water shimmers-
harvest moon winking
blond waitress
leans over the counter-
lust flares
house across the street
silent and empty-
bank owns it
red leaves fluttering
skittering across the lawn-
broken toys
Michael Pruchnicki
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/urban-haiku/
