security convention
I lose myself
in the crowd
Month: November 2014
a slow turn of the freighter incoming tide
crumbs
on her lips
the secret’s out
Airless summer days
? ?? iridesce the silver throat
???? ??? of my tea kettle.
bingo night
at the nursing home
pink feather boas
doll?s house
pieces of my childhood
come together
heat lightning
the rain on the grass
reflects each strike
(Originally received 1st Prize? in The Liverpool Virtual Book Fair Twitter Haiku Contest
midnight foghorn
slow heartbeat
of the dark harbor
dawn stillness
a blue heron
rising without a ripple
riverbank
the long wait
for darkness
coming home …
the outspread arms
of a shrimp boat
midnight jetty
the sound of water
slapping water
(Originally published in A Hundred Gourds 1:3 ? June 2012)
wild aster
why am i so easily
amused
in the gondolas
tourists photograph tourists
photographing them
alone at home
spending time with
my habits
unwell today …
lichen climbing
the lemon tree
more bad news
forces its way inside
our home …
a thin rim of snow
around the welcome mat
dinner for one–
she reheats the
argument
irish pub
our accents
grow thicker