greying days —
am I flowing along with
the river's flow?
March 2013
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
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