Follow the river
Build your camp by the ocean
Horizons are there
We go our own way
Here and there, we make a knot
Pull on my heart strings
Follow the river
Build your camp by the ocean
Horizons are there
We go our own way
Here and there, we make a knot
Pull on my heart strings
Under your fast wings
passes the land and sea
Dragonfly wisdom
Passing through this world
we have more than one chance to
Pick a perfect grape
You don’t understand
I’m in your life’s passing lane
Read bumper sticker
her heart was poetry
but his muse had left him cold
blank sheet of paper
clear skies disappeared
as the dark rain clouds rolled in
crow seeks clarity
i painted your lips
but I could not draw it right
there is no birdsong
he exited home
which became a house of tears
she built a high dam
you don’t believe me
i declared my heart is yours
captcha proves my love
Cold morning sitting
typing haiku with no socks
Sun low in the sky
Casino seat warm
Rubbing two hands, very hot
Night ends cold, go home
You touched my shoulder
and said goodbye forever
Everything changes
But we have nothing
No, say we have everything
Do we have something?
Eagle sees nothing
Old mouse waits for silence
Young mouse plays in leaves
This is a test of the emergency haiku system
This is only a test
She drove her heart’s love
to a point of no return…
Parked and read a map
Eyes sing a love song
in the key of silent minor…
neither sharp nor flat
Swan geese dance by pond
Koi gather at the shoreline
Geese turn away, koi dance
Hawk’s eyes see her heart
She runs lonely and afraid
Hawk calls in the night
Young tree plays in sun
Mature tree protects cold ground
Woodcutter has eyes
Cold night, old man carries wood
Red dawn, wood carries old man
High sun, heads bow
Sirus rises
Venus sets
Dogs howl
warm bread
hearth fire
your eyes
Foolish man turns around, sees the same
Wise man stays still, sees the difference
harvest day
crow feeds
man gathers the leavings
Melting candle, light
Two flowing heartbeats, dark night
Cool to the touch, dawn
Café break, meet friends
Cinnamon, chocolate, white foam
Talk, laugh, smile for now
River, man eats fish
Bones buried, memories stay
Nothing is wasted
To live in the fog
and not touch the ground or sky
is a wasted life
Teenager homework
Hides Facebook, midnight and more
Please, I’m working, Mom!
Early snow, lines down
Plug in café, check mail
Five blankets at night
Her warm eyes embrace
our children’s smiles and my soul
We sit by the fire
A story told to
little ones in the playground
Laughs, shout, tell me more!
You can elike me
but you won’t feel my warm heart
Touchscreen has no soul