neighborhood squabble
one piñon jay
scatters the lesser finches
Month: May 2022
power outage…
neighbors on the street
in conversation
birdcage
we all have a name
for home
family photos
hard lines soften
with age
babushka dolls
carrying my ancestors
inside of me
(haiga)
first tea
stirring the day
into being
dawn chill
the potter returns
to her kiln
(Honorable Mention, Morioka Award, 2021)
evening shift
the dip and rise
of goldfinches
mountain trek
my steps ringed
with birdsong
(Wales Haiku Journal, Autumn 2021)
A smudge
of blackbirds swirling
into evening . . .
how fluid the shape
of this sorrow
(haiga)
clouded night
a far hound explains
this full moon
wind from the sea
an old dog bares
its teeth
all that’s left
in the bait bucket –
a pelican’s breath
grey heron
the depth of the river
in its eyes
stepping stones
in the river
the choices we make
bus stop…
empty promises
carved in a bench
waning moon
those who talk about it
those who don’t
wind keens
through the canyon
ancient voices
bitter cold
numbing my mouth
into silence
threat of war
on the other side
of the world
winter rains
arrive
at the oasis
the way fingers
know the keys
starless night
crepuscular light
the first puff of pine smoke
enters the hive