Street vendors
selling flowers
for other men’s wives
Tag: flowers
day at the park
picnic blankets blanketed
with cherry blossoms
first thaw
pink petals
in the elevator
riverside wedding —
the flower girl
picks a dandelion
snatched by the wind,
my check zips past the daffodils —
I almost let it go
something less
than the speed of light
camellia blossoms
the junkyard crane
grabs another car—
wind-tossed poppies
Her last summer
each day brings
a new flower
summer’s end
lilies pointing
toward earth
last bloom—
closing
the shears
heat wave
at the big city
flower market
ten thousand shades
of radiant yellow
a gardener
on the radio
smells the jasmine
white phlox blossoms daring the frost
shadows fold within shadows of the rose
again and again
a little girl makes it rain
cherry blossoms
an old woman sweeps
the walk of cherry blossoms
children’s laughter
fireworks at twilight forsythia
(Commended in the Haiku Foundation?s 2011 HaikuNow
Contest, Innovative Category)
the curve
of her hips—
buttercups
this delicate rain
the petal makes a typo
of a gravestone date
cherry blossoms
I fold my resume
into a crane
The poem received recognition in the 2006 Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival haiku contest.
first recital
all the ballerinas out of step
end of day
three snails devour
one blossom
attention
standing tall in a stiff breeze
ixias
just this morning
the first magnolia buds
opening—
my mother’s unwed initials
on the suitcase she brought east
anniversary
roses in a vase
drying together
the climb
over barbed wire…
trumpet vine