haikus (even poetry)

are a relatively new interest of mine and want to keep all of those which bring me closer to my 'aha' moment?

The winds that blows - ask them,
which leaf on the tree
will be next to go.
Takahama, Kyoshi

Darkended dreams
become modern grapes of wrath
reaping a bitter wine.
Anonymous

World like a dewdrop
though it's only a dewdrop
even so, even so.
Kashiwabara

brown limbs graceful slender
clutching onto metal rods
watching sun sweat and dust
pool in the crook of the elbow

the smoothness of skin
limber, warmed by the sun
glinting against the gold slim bangle
remained lifeless.

Me