Friday, July 23, 2010

deer in the garden
unhurried in their walk
to the wooded ravine;
in this life I share
many paths with strangers

Red Lights, June 2010

Thursday, July 8, 2010

REGULARS

At the local Starbucks we meet. The same customers, not every visit, but often. A smile, a wave. “Hello. Hot enough for you? Cold enough?” Small chit-chat. “Live nearby? Have a nice holiday? See you next time.” Ed, Susan, Jim. First names only. Neither friends nor acquaintances, even. Yet…a contact, a welcome, a recognition, a belonging.

unknown wildflowers
blending
into a bouquet

Contemporary Haibun On-line, July 2010

Haibun

Odysse y            An elusive floating.  I reach out and clasp sunbeams. I move forward,  searching for I know not what, yet, understanding...