Having stumbled upon some ancient Haiku of mine, I think I`d better post them here, before I forget them again...
Mėnulio rasom
Gros kvapnūs obels žiedai.
Lakštute, nutilk!
Apple-bloom scent plays
So softly on moonlight dew.
Hush, nightinghale, hush!
Banguoja rūkas.
Palies tave ir užburs,
Švelniai, klastingai.
Waving silkily,
Mists draw close and enchant you.
Oh, sweet deception.
Jūros žydrumo
Pieva ošia kaip jūra.
Ryt ateis miestas.
Grass of the sea-blue
Rustles like sea at the dawn.
City will come soon.
Not that they were all that good... Anyway, back when I made them they seemed to be OK, somehow...