i.d

this is thumb print of

tree ~ spiral upon spiral ~

fingers deep in earth

.

haiku

what about you?

the apple barrel

swell of my belly delights

me so very well !

.

haiku

before him

i knew him before

he died

inside

just like

his

father

before him

.

haiku

.

the original title of this haiku

root canal

99’summer’s

kids licking dairy

whips with flakes stuck in youth sweet

scoops of happiness

.

haiku

i wasn’t

once upon a time

i was

a little girl

who had a little curl

………

haiku

.

n.b

i wasn’t

& never will be

horrid !

eloquence

you touch my weathered

rib

bones in sequence

playing

all the old tunes

again

.

not quite

a haiku

in my alone

i grow up to be

a tree-speaker

a rain-bone

a raven’s wet throat

.

haiku

lest i forget

i must remember

to get a fresh identity

then treat her better

.

haiku

cri de la crone

liberté !

maternité !

spiritualité !

unité !

amour amour amour amoré !

vérité !

femininité !

humanité !

beauté !

joie joie joie joyeux été !

.

pas un haiku

doing lines ( he’s old now)

i read the parchment

of his face inked with agèd

grievances he thinks

.

haiku