March 2013

greying days —
am I flowing along with
the river's flow?

ah, so soon!
yesterday falling
about me

incoming tide
the meaning of these words
parts from them

a tuatara
stares into the other side
of nothing

autumn rain
the last of my childhood drips
from a magnolia

autumn rain
the colour splashing
from her steps

milky way
a snail shell spirals
within me

fallen house
a mayfly drifts by
on its ripple

hermit crab
a child on the rocks
hugs herself

on tiptoes
the music of the spheres
in her giggle

lengthening shadows —
through the paschal mysteries
an earthbound seedwing

late snow!
in this delirium
who dances?

dew fall . . .
my thoughts cling still
to what I knew

well water
washes my feet —
rising mist

third hour . . .
death crackles
in shock

curtain call
a fledgling teeters
in the wings

haiku feast —
the sound of one pen
writing

ancient pond . . .
shafts of moonlight angling
through the depths

stealing sleep
from an empty tomb —
morning dew

with and without
the waxing moon —
Taranaki!

autumn layoffs —
a skeleton staff
tests the locks

the duck
behind the duck
behind

last supper —
from olive eyes
moonlight seeps

darkly through
a looking glass . . .
godly fire

autumn moon
outgoing seas strip bare
my shadow

winter moon—
loneliness blossoms
a river

how profound!
a river flowers
through the night

idly, a sparrow
deposits its daily stool
on my bread

fish weigh-in . . .
the sea's iridescence
tips the scales

learning curve —
a repeat offender
finds his path