Thursday, January 31, 2013


                                          through stained glass windows
                                          rainbow lights for the bride
                                          reciting the vows
                                          I slip my hand in yours
                                          saying words said years before

Stylus Poetry Journal March  2003
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Thursday, January 24, 2013


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                                             WINTER DAWN

Neither birds, nor wind, nor humans moving in the smoky grayness.  A duvet of white spread across the landscape.  All shapes softened, angles rounded. Fences and obstacles obliterated opening the way to forever. 

                                             a chugging plow
                                         begins the climb uphill–
                                             feet on the cold floor
Contemporary Haibun Online, April 2012


Friday, January 18, 2013


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Haiku Reality, June 2011

Saturday, January 12, 2013


                                        blizzard winds
                                        skeletal trees
                                        rooted in snow

Taj Mahal Review December, 2008
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Thursday, January 3, 2013


Haigaonline December 2011
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