when conditions are right

Haiku

 

the wind blows & i

crack a spine — skeins of words fall

out, scatter, take flight

for worms & fish

bird life sits and waits,

dives and parries, chirps and squarks,

wishes nothing else.

Sun beams

Haiku

 

between the sheets of

my poems — I am restless

to write you awake

giggle-stained

Haiku

 

push-bike speeds pin-wheels

down tree-lined lanes apple-dapply

in crocus light. Speeeeeed!

Green

garment on the wind

lost on happy wilderness

remnants of a queen

Making it up

Haiku

 

love makes magic not

logic — creates light; itself

highest confusion

Intoxicating

Haiku

 

running up that hill

rolling green, brown paper sound

i’ll never come down

Optimism ( or how to die )

Haiku

 

there are wars, struggle,

constant noise, stress, fat, famine

but love does us in.

I have no arrows left

Haiku

 

Lay down your shield.

Hide not your light, your softness.

I am not tempted,

Sometimes he howls

Haiku

 

The wolf is hungry

And lonely equally. He

waits in the moon’s light.