family tree
the leaves
that brought me here
Month: May 2021
my child –
wind blown leaves
beyond recall
empty playground
a lollipop-shaped
swarm of ants
cactus blossoms holding on to hope
the measure
of a life
the flower
that blooms
for a single day
(haiga)
late Monday
the quiet work
of bees
imagine the sound of rain
to the snail
inside its shell
deep wrinkles
the paths into her eyes
filling with rain
sun among the branches …
in the smile of an old man
a gold tooth
temple procession
in between drumbeats
elephant chains
barely dawn
a spider weaves yesterday
into today
a flash of kingfisher blue morning fog
glass rings
on the barroom counter
daylight moon
another bill drops in the letter box longer days
pandemic
another candle
at dusk
its fragrance
almost a taste
lilac
hammock time
a neighbor’s lawnmower
cuts it short
Full moon
how is it, my friend
where you are
wind-blown rain
gutters fill
with blossoms
morning birdsong
so many small
reunions
(haiga)
evening quiet
the widow wears
his glasses