early spring hike—
brushing the winter dust
off her bones
Month: July 2011
fireworks at twilight forsythia
(Commended in the Haiku Foundation?s 2011 HaikuNow
Contest, Innovative Category)
July 5th—
ants darken the edge
of a dropped chip
phosphorescence
a firefly alights
on the periodic table
Oasis
We walk under a scorching sun next to the river. He is my guide. Decades younger than me. Yet every time he speaks, I blush. His voice is soft. I barely hear him above the
summer breeze …
the wind generators
in unison
tinywords 10.3 in print
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back at
the pawn shop—
the moon in the window
the curve
of her hips—
buttercups
waiting for the sheep to pass a skylark's song
each
butterfly
carrying
spring
Inspired by the poet Marlene Mountain’s haiku tear outs.
as she leaves again the scent of apricots
a swallowtail
touches my fingertips—
warrior pose
unboxed letters
what I missed
between the lines
this delicate rain
the petal makes a typo
of a gravestone date
teaching my sons
to skip river stones
ripples converge
days, weeks, months
her dressing gown still hanging
on our bedroom door
grandma’s well
the water tasted like iron
and cold—
that darkness
from which I’m made
in the curve of the piano a face disappears into itself
beer and wine
a summer night
with my sometime thing