Suite introduction haïkus-senryus d'été

                                                  Eté breton
                                                  patati-pataton
                                                  soleil à cache-cache

                                                  
                                                  Le coq sur le clocher
                                                  essuie la bruine
                                                  sans broncher

                
                                                  Matin d'été
                                                  dans les toilettes de la cabane
                                                  le parfum du papier


                                                  Gôuter en famille
                                                  les guêpes à petit feu
                                                  s'asphixient sous nos yeux


                                                  Par le vélux
                                                  le monde entre plus léger
                                                  matin frais


                                                  Tête dans les nuages
                                                  le château d'eau
                                                  pluie d'été


                                                  Chaque été
                                                  petits enfants
                                                  ketchup et nutella


                                                  Dans l'été des salines
                                                  l'effleurement
                                                  des ailes du vent


                                                  De son seau l'enfant
                                                  a redonné à la mer
                                                  son petit crabe


                                                  Dans le ciel assis
                                                  seul le grutier
                                                  le chemin mon seul ami


                                                  L'ancien dans son jardin
                                                  la même courbe 
                                                  que sa binette


                                                  Rentrée des classes
                                                  prix littéraires
                                                  les prix flambent


                                                  Universités d'été
                                                  rentrée des classes
                                                  bientôt les vacances

                                                                                          Yanis Petros