Haiku

 

winter sunshine

I borrow the easy chair

from the cat

Presence

Tanka Prose

 

What Remains

 

We are newly married, live in an apartment, have no garden, but for entertainment we browse nurseries. On an impulse, we buy a small lemon tree to give to my parents for their back yard. 

 

My father is not a gardener, and we have only a hope that the southern California sun and an occasional watering will be sufficient for the lemon tree’s survival. Dad, however,  adopts that seedling, tending to its needs as a father to a child. Watering, fertilizing, pruning. It thrives, and through the years produces more than enough lemons for my parents and for us and neighbors. In his late years, living alone, Dad is neglectful of the house, but not the lemon tree. After he dies and the house sold, the new owners cut down the lemon tree to create an unencumbered back yard for their children’s play area.

 

lemon blossoms

swirling in the breeze—

a look back

to a memory sweetened

with the passing of time

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senryu

 

howling blizzard

how to be loved and still

deny him the car

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stone masons

the rock wall takes the shape 

of their ancestors

Presence

Sequence

 

COLD WEATHER THERAPY  

lazy afternoon

Ol’ Blue Eyes

warms a memory–

the promise of spring

in his song

 

reaching my ears

his mellow tones

melting my mood

the hard winter forgotten

with dreams of summer

 

 cocooned by snow

 I listen to his voice

 spinning his love songs

 spinning me down

 that long ago road

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 MERRY CHRISTMAS