SUMMER HAIKU
the farmers' market-
most dirt clings
to salad greens
The Country and Abroad, September 2007
spattering rain...
in the woods ten minutes
and still not wet
Dragonfly, April 1974
sun on my back-
all the flower pots
arranged just so
Heron's Nest, June 2005
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Friday, July 17, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
DETANTE
a young deer
moving across the lawn
with an easy gait
Up here in the country the deer are plentiful. They are seen at the edge of woods, along the roads, in meadows and on lawns. Being new to the area I enjoy watching them, but am annoyed that they eat my plants.
I am willing to share my land and live side-by-side. A peaceful co-existence. Theirs and mine. To that end, I give them the wooded ravine behind our house. There they can eat until they are satisfied, mate, have babies, live a good life and die of old age.
deer spray in hand–
the promise of lilies
swaying in the breeze
Contemporary Haibun On-line, October 2007
a young deer
moving across the lawn
with an easy gait
Up here in the country the deer are plentiful. They are seen at the edge of woods, along the roads, in meadows and on lawns. Being new to the area I enjoy watching them, but am annoyed that they eat my plants.
I am willing to share my land and live side-by-side. A peaceful co-existence. Theirs and mine. To that end, I give them the wooded ravine behind our house. There they can eat until they are satisfied, mate, have babies, live a good life and die of old age.
deer spray in hand–
the promise of lilies
swaying in the breeze
Contemporary Haibun On-line, October 2007
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Summer
too late for fireflies-
on a dark country lane
the walking is slow
the crest of each wave-
a bright shimmer
before the crash
rising tide-
the sea spray swallowed
by fog
rotted tree stump-
assorted weeds
deeply rooted
Taj Mahal Review, June 2009
on a dark country lane
the walking is slow
the crest of each wave-
a bright shimmer
before the crash
rising tide-
the sea spray swallowed
by fog
rotted tree stump-
assorted weeds
deeply rooted
Taj Mahal Review, June 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Spring
newly green meadow
buttercups
filled with rain
Stylus, July 2007
An Unknown Road, 2008
spring flowers-
one by one a bouquet
forms itself
Shamrock, September 2007
An Unknown Road, 2008
buttercups
filled with rain
Stylus, July 2007
An Unknown Road, 2008
spring flowers-
one by one a bouquet
forms itself
Shamrock, September 2007
An Unknown Road, 2008
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Tanka
afternoon mending-
a breeze through the window
stirs a reverie;
what guiding spirit led me
to this comfort zone?
Simply Haiku, Feb. 2008
morning bird calls-
I rise with expectation
of your smile
together we plan a day
of no plans
Ribbons, Sept. 2005
a breeze through the window
stirs a reverie;
what guiding spirit led me
to this comfort zone?
Simply Haiku, Feb. 2008
morning bird calls-
I rise with expectation
of your smile
together we plan a day
of no plans
Ribbons, Sept. 2005
Monday, May 11, 2009
SPRING TALES
Infused in the morning dampness the romance of lilacs and climbing roses. Lazy afternoons under willows sipping love poetry and wine. Tales of chivalrous knights and their ladies conjured in the breeze.
mundane chores
spiced
with cinnamon tea
mini words, 2008 writing competition
commended haibun
Infused in the morning dampness the romance of lilacs and climbing roses. Lazy afternoons under willows sipping love poetry and wine. Tales of chivalrous knights and their ladies conjured in the breeze.
mundane chores
spiced
with cinnamon tea
mini words, 2008 writing competition
commended haibun
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