September 28, 2015


Bamboo Hut, Sep 2015

September 25, 2015

she pulls the end
of the ribbon
releasing the nothing
that gave her
bow its shape

Bright Stars 5

September 24, 2015

we vandalize
the walls
between us
with the graffiti
of another fight

Bright Stars 3

September 23, 2015

across my fingers
the ink I thought
would become
my best poem

September 21, 2015

wolf moon
the growl of a muscle car
long after dark

Bamboo Hut, Sep 2015

September 20, 2015

cajun night
the heat of her
french kiss

hedgerow 38

September 19, 2015

the way
she carries another
man's scent
I'm still unaccustomed
to my new deodorant

Bright Stars 6

September 18, 2015

than the stream
the tree's reflection

Bamboo Hut, Sep 2015

September 17, 2015

spring concert
the trumpet lilies

Bamboo Hut, Sep 2015

September 16, 2015

morning dew
the jogger's face
glistens with sweat

Bamboo Hut, Sep 2015

September 15, 2015

I stand my ground
against the wasp
feigning the courage
I want
my kids to learn

Skylark Tanka, Winter 2014

September 14, 2015

in a day
wrinkled with anxiety
the only thing
I ironed out
was my pants

Bamboo Hut, January 2014

September 13, 2015

older now
than his father
river birch

Bamboo Hut, Sep 2015

September 12, 2015

open window
a loose leaf flutters
under my pen

hedgerow 40

September 10, 2015

cricket song
I turn to speak in
Dad's good ear

hedgerow 39

September 09, 2015

disappearing into my reflection and I jump

Under the Basho 2015

September 08, 2015

however still
I stand my shadow
rises and falls
with the ripples of
the lake

Bright Stars 4

September 06, 2015

summer dawn
crawling over the hill

hedgerow 39

September 04, 2015

behind trees
folded like hands
no one suspected
the forest
was bluffing

Vine Leaves 12