Sunday, December 16, 2018

Under the Basho, 2018

Personal Best

transience . . .
petal by petal
we let go

Winning Haiku, Canada - 2017 Vancouver Cherry Blossom Haiku Invitational

Modern Haiku

soft rain
the lily and I with stars
in our throats

wet leaves seal the holes
in his boots

out-breath . . .
a sheet of glass falls
from my paddle

rush hour
the quiet helicopters
of maple seeds

rolling thunder
kiss-curls at the base
of your neck

office windows
the mountains will wait
for me

the blue eyes
of African daisies
how I miss you

pond ice
the things we lost
last summer


early thaw
the morning chimes
of waxwings

hoodoo spires . . .
a buck's antlers tinged
with sunset

shell fragments
the chirps of otters
in the dark

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