i “argue” with my partner
constantly, about commas,
periods ~ tripping us
.
haiku
i “argue” with my partner
constantly, about commas,
periods ~ tripping us
.
haiku
Haiku
good morning dear void
spider caught in a throat floats
by without waving
Haiku
dun waves of sage seed
heads filled with whispering birds
glints of winter eyes
Haiku
white riderless words
scutter across pale blue page
can’t read this wildness
Haiku
last day of summer
liquid light like honey; gold
sweet; temporary
Haiku
turquoise eye of sky
set in solitaire: gold – like
god’s impartial gaze
Haiku
in the fall of leaf-
drop, momentary ballet
becomes a chorus
Haiki
summer’s greens aging
to rust, crimson, yellows dull
light, so mote it be
Haiku
autumn musk; salt plus
pepper rust seasoning as
summer’s trees mature
Haiku
tree sacrifices
its kids as litter just so;
we see splendour fall