haiku you. 4 for 1 special.

my attempts at haikus [they don't all adhere to the standard format]
to leave a meadow

to leave a meadow
      and the breeze continue to blow
far beyond the reach

the ripples pulsate

the ripples pulsates
    above a mimicking braid,
        lower the mind wonders

to see the day past

    to see the day past
as clear as wind's hands
marking the looming hour

trying to paste flowers

trying to paste flowers,
on ambitious pavements.
dreaming can be hard.