Thursday, April 24, 2014

Haiga


                                                       For Martin Lucas

                                              poet and editor of Presence

                                                        Rest in Peace

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Sunday, April 6, 2014

April Haiku

                                                      
                                                          through the fog
                                                          splashes in the creek
                                                          and muffled quacking

                                                         persistant wind
                                                         forsythia blooming
                                                         in a crystal vase

                                                        warmer days
                                                        reflections on the pond
                                                        between ice floes

Dragonfly, Jan, 1976
Magnapoets
Haiku Presence Spring 2004
Simply Haiku, March 2011

Saturday, March 29, 2014

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Friday, March 14, 2014

Haibun


                                                          My Winter Muse 

You flit in and out, teasing me with promises, freezing up or vaporizing like mist all too quickly.  I search for you in the woodlands.  The trees naked and dark under a slate colored sky.  Branches and limbs tossed and tangled on the woodland floor. Last year’s leaves sticking to patches of old snow.

Horses in a muddy field wearing blankets, one a bright blue and gold plaid, glowing in the cold winter sunlight.  Beyond that field, another.  Dairy cows, their black and white hides splattered with mud.  Uncaring, except for munching bales of hay spread on a raised platform.

Rain and more cold.  The singing stream chokes up at an ice dam where a tree has fallen. 

                                                        sleepless hours
                                                     listening for words
                                                         in the wind
Contemporary Haibun On-line
August 2013

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Haiku


                                                               snow day
                                                            remembering
                                                           when it was fun
Shiki Kukai, March 2012





Sunday, February 2, 2014

Haiku Sequence



                                                    Demolition Day
                                                         
                                                    still seeing curtains
                                                    starched and blowing
                                                    the boarded windows
                                                         
                                                    littered asphalt
                                                    the blue-white hydrangeas
                                                    just a memory
                                                         
                                                    waves of dust rise
                                                    with the crumbling house
                                                    faded snapshots
 
                                                    "I'm home, I'm home"
                                                     a child calls from down the street
                                                     I look back
 
Bottle Rockets,
spring 2004
 

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