In advance of the rooster’s dutiful proclamation
And the bitter coffee’s been brewed just for me
Joy!
Even before the Sun slinks forth to perform my favorite dance
I’ve been wrapped ’round and awakened
Some morning
This Haiku: You Were Real Then
I failed to answer
When I was quizzed about you
In a recent dream
If asked now, I’d cry:
“You’re posing the wrong question.
He’s always showed up.”
This Haiku: We’re Wonderful
Praise You, that You placed
the Sun in our souls, and too
-the stars in our eyes.
It’s Late
Been pressing buttons
Panic
Pleasure
Pain
And otherwise
With abandon
Without permission
I should have asked
What scares you
Where do I end and you begin
How much can you take
Shall I press on
This Haiku: Remember Me Glad
This Haiku: June
Trust Your Breath?
Lie down on your belly
Face hovering over the wet, cold mud
Tell your tales of undying devotion
When I wipe clean your face with my own, let’s see what I seeIf I believe you
I will invite you
Breathe In (Will you)
Breathe Out (let me)
Breathe In (take you)
Breathe Out (to the)
Breathe In (places)
Breathe Out (you must)
Breathe In (go?)
Breathe Out (Say yes.)
This Haiku: Always The Window
Days spent in the clouds
Searching high and wide and far
I’ll check the window
This Haiku: Beyond Imperfections
I study this shell;
temple that it is. May I
see sufficiency.
Oh My Tree
I know all the places that I want my feet to roam
To start with, I bow down at the tall Tree that I call Home
My eyes intoxicated by each knot where I fall short
I think my tree’d endulge me a slow swing and a high fort
I’ll want no fancy curtains and no spark’ling countertops
In this fort all I’d wish for are our books and the treetops
And please, two chairs, two cups and tea in case I receive guests
Then one last thing, a strong table where roaming feet should rest
