September 2012

wading through
the moon's reflection —
leap of faith

awake at dawn a nesting bird stretches out its worm

sepia moon ...
cuttlefish ripple
behind my eyes

earthquake drill —
settlers practice losing
their foothold

twilight mist –
a girl fades into
her book

spring breeze —
an angelus bell echoes
God's silence

haere ra, e manu
ki te ao o te tonga
i te ara haukore

pass on, bird
against a bleak wind —
silent path

pass on, bird,
against the bleak south wind
along empty paths

moon gazing —
a stomach rumbles
nearby

cold snap —
another penguin
crosses my path

finishing
the war of the worlds
sniffling child

spring frenzy ...
among young mall trawlers
a moveable feast

sprouting leaves —
shards of glass howl
from her fingertips

clear winter skies —
my haiku stumbles over
an extra syllable

spring rain —
between us the colour
of water

midnight rain —
neon hisses of
vacancy

dead of night —
hine-nui-te-po
closes her thighs

window palm print —
a dewdrop trickles down
her life line

by firelight
a kitten curls deeper
and deeper

summer lawn ...
a flamingo twists its neck
after the ball

a poet
drunk on reality —
vers libre

from spring
a dervish whirls
into stillness

seven veils —
the dancer becomes one
with her dance

penitential rites:
shadows keening for moonlight
on a midnight lake

empty page —
melting ice floes
paint it black

dancing light —
I read darkness
with her eyes

easing rain —
an ugly duckling
finds herself

a worm on turning in turns on a worm

next year's wine
burgeons from old stock —
vintage spring

the stillness
still out of reach —
string quartet

this spring
still only in wisps —
moonlit trail