052608 Haikus

i
Birds on the cut lawn
are you listening to me
or the worms hiding


ii

We’ve become our folks
wide middles sagging bottoms
leaves still fall from trees

052508 Haikus

i

An empty wrapper
behind the bamboo thickets
the east side of town


ii

There’s no words for this
road the interior
what defines the trees

052408 Haiku

Empire of lights
soon to accelerate on
so many wet leaves

052008 Haiku

A single tear burns
the moon turns the curtains gray
wide awake from snores

051608 Haiku

Past my prime and I
don’t warrant a second glance
pollen hits the dirt

051308 Haiku

Time is a stonewall
either cleared in one wide leap
or head-on face first

050808 Haikus

i

Rain and roots and slow
corners uphill forty years
to reach the first point


ii

Up history’s skirt
you promise equality
ad infinitum