Frosty ground . . .
while sipping caffe' latte'
at the window,
in its steam she inscribes
her name with a Mrs.
HC 1st Kokako Tanka Competition, and published in Kokako
moonless night
men of the village
dance in silence
Haiku Informator
Full of spring bulbs
and parked on its shadow
the wheelbarrow . . .
my pregnant wife at rest
in mid-afternoon shade.
Fire Pearls, Short Masterpieces of
the Human Heart
porch sitting—
the scallop of snowy hills
in his hand-gesture
The Heron's Nest VIII:N8
This summer day
I've swum the English Channel,
vacuumed, scrubbed, dusted;
then run the dishwasher thrice . . .
and all before it's bedtime.
Fire Pearls, Short Masterpieces of
the Human Heart
in between bombs
the boisterous noise of men
being brothers
Published in The 37th A-Bomb
Memorial Day Haiku Meeting Booklet 2003
Midsummer night
underneath a rose moon
I'll wait for you
until my hands are bloodied
from holding back the dawn.
moonstruck
humid afternoon
flat on our backs in the grass
analyzing clouds
The Heron's Nest
No finer noise
than spring rain on a tin roof
keeping us inside
another night of the year . . .
we decide against sleep.
Gusts, contemporary Tanka
The solstice sun
refusing to go down
without you
how will I bear aloneness
when ultimately it must.
Hermitage A Haiku Journal Vol. III,
NO. 1)