July 2013

winter moves
through my body —
spider web

winter night —
the earth resounds
off key

is this real?
the oceanic swell
of dry land

haiku drip
with inanities
on life's parade . . .

wintry rage . . .
summer simmers soundly
underground

night tremor . . .
ancient vessels groan against
their moorings

lost to age . . .
his path expands in dreams
across the wasteland

earth awaits
fervor's infilling . . .
night tremor

coldness!
a pen sounds out
the ache

this dark night,
how long does it stretch?
distant bird

dark forest—
the sound of leaf rustle
within me

notice board . . .
messages curl around
rusting pins