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white light
from shore to shore
even the heron has flown | tempslibres |
moving in...
a child's growth in inches
under old wallpaper | tempslibres |
the hush of snow
coffee bubbling on grandpa's
pot-bellied stove | tempslibres |
a funeral pyre
of autumn leaves
winter moves in | tempslibres |
approaching storm
the last magpie
takes flight | tempslibres |
shifting light
the grey heron and I
in deep reflection | tempslibres |
after the rush hour
at the intersection
only rain | tempslibres |
December morning
the scent of coffee beans
and cinnamon toast | tempslibres |
boys on the town
which statue will wear
a traffic cone | tempslibres |
hospice tea...
for a moment Mother
remembers my name | tempslibres |
summer love
a sudden blush
on her pallid cheeks | tempslibres |
into the silence
the piercing wail
of the night express | tempslibres |
the racing heart
of a startled deer...
blood moon | tempslibres |
midnight...
the steady rhythm
of her IV drip | tempslibres |
storm warning...
the first rustle
of trembling leaves | tempslibres |
midsummer night
the scent of woodsmoke
drifting through laughter | tempslibres |
ploughing contest...
the farm horse wearing
a scarecrow's hat | tempslibres |
derelict house
but with the morning
sunshine | tempslibres |
shaking sky...
in the wheatfield
a scurry of mice | tempslibres |
autumn languor
the soft shadows
of dying roses | tempslibres |
summer picnic
my daughter's shadow
wearing daisies | tempslibres |
monsoon...
beyond the rush of sound
the silence of birds | tempslibres |
deep into winter...
the remembered scent
of lemongrass | tempslibres |
on the far side
of early morning silence
a gathering of crows | tempslibres |
whole day
at the department-store -
house in shopping-cart | tempslibres |
storm clouds -
mother searches for
candles | tempslibres |
lavender blooms
next to the violets
in a blue pot | tempslibres |
stars
a full pool
in the garden | tempslibres |
frigid job site -
the cement mixer
wheezes to life | tempslibres |
moonlit
our cell phones charging
side by side | tempslibres |
through closed eyelids
lightning strikes
my dream | tempslibres |
from a mirror
pale blue eyes stare knowingly
the snow will deepen | tempslibres |
prairie roads
in ditches full of snowmelt
moons float | tempslibres |
a kitten...
will it too forget
its first snow? | tempslibres |
full moon night...
starting the camp fire
with a page of fashion magazine | tempslibres |
a new cellphone...
so many people to talk to
till the battery dies | tempslibres |
"out of the city
"
so many stars | unnamed |
late summer rain --
two kids break the bottles
under the bridge | tempslibres |
acorn falls
the sound of rain
continues | tempslibres |
the moon
in every puddle
the same | tempslibres |
Falling leaves
I already miss you
This winter | tempslibres |
children voices
from under the grass
concrete bunker | tempslibres |
white mountains
as quick as it can
train passes by | tempslibres |
campfire ~
steaming pot
and shoes | tempslibres |
raking the leaves ~
wind blows
the wrong way | tempslibres |
hot beach sand...
between my fingers
a cigarette butt | tempslibres |
between the second
and the third line -
short trip to bathroom | tempslibres |
dentist's office -
cracks between tiles
filled with dirt | tempslibres |
after a cold night
a cup of coffee -
"oh | man!" |
Xmas away from home -
B-52 pilot
dressed as Santa | tempslibres |
hedgehog in the fog
looking for apples
under the wrong tree | tempslibres |
autumn deepens—
a fish slides down
the cormorant’s throat | tempslibres |
milky scent
of the calf’s breath—
morning moon | tempslibres |
feathers in the fire . . .
a cardinal’s song
between thunderclaps | tempslibres |
late frost
warmth of the tea mug
against my cheek | tempslibres |
library return
her hand's warmth
lingers in the book | tempslibres |
cloudless sky
the gleam of fresh lemons
in a blue bowl | tempslibres |
rotten apples
we let the storm
pick them | tempslibres |
end of summer
we no longer know
what sleeps in the barn | tempslibres |
after the postman --
nothing in the mailbox
except a lizard | tempslibres |
November afternoon
the insistent bell
of an ice cream vendor | tempslibres |
van gogh's blue irises
"hangs on a wall
with" | other gardens |
things come and go <>
raindrops
on the pine | tempslibres |
my stone Buddha
sits in the dark <>
"snow | snow |
midday heat
under the shade tree
an empty chair | tempslibres |
A lull in the storm --
the woodpecker darts
to another tree. | tempslibres |
The thyme
has gone to seed --
summer's end. | tempslibres |
cherry petals
flying higher and higher -
storm in my valley | tempslibres |
a cup of tea
and a koan to go -
my cold morning | tempslibres |
severe frost -
the sparkling whiteness
of my brown roof | tempslibres |
autumn deepens -
I wonder what my neighbour
is writing today ?! | tempslibres |
voices of autumn -
the patter of raindrops
on my rooftiles | tempslibres |
first cicada -
the hot day seems
even hotter | tempslibres |
red poppy dolls
sit alone by the beach -
dead children of Tohoku | tempslibres |
politicians play
the same old games -
long rainy season | tempslibres |
earthquake night -
the stars are as silent
as ever | tempslibres |
table 4 2
- a romance reduced
to numbers | tempslibres |
cold sunshine -
the icicles refuse
to melt | tempslibres |
cold night -
the deeper levels of dreams
and fears | tempslibres |
when celsius
and farenheit meet -
cold night | tempslibres |
New Year's morning -
I wipe some dirt
from my glasses | tempslibres |
blizzard -
the heavy weight
of snowflakes | tempslibres |
menopause -
she even quarrels with
the autumn moon | tempslibres |
fighting
the summer heat -
no time for poetry | tempslibres |
the future
deep in the tea leaves ...
spring growth | tempslibres |
first firefly -
the moon also shows
his face | tempslibres |
wisteria blossoms . . .
the faint memories
of grandmother's lace | tempslibres |
daybreak - -
light and shadow
on the apricot blossoms | tempslibres |
how black !
dirt on the last patch
of snow | tempslibres |
rainy day -
I finally finished
the Spring Saijiki | tempslibres |
computer crash ...
I wish I were
this butterfly | tempslibres |
my daily bread
on the empty table ...
spring equinox | tempslibres |
old plum tree in bossom ...
last year the old owner
died | tempslibres |
moonlight
on the temple roof -
and silence | tempslibres |
autumn equinox -
all the crows celebrating
with grave offerings | tempslibres |
the dance of
echoes inside a crypt . . .
winter chill | tempslibres |
dinner outside ...
the crumbs walk along
the brick wall | tempslibres |
a tiny world
unfolds and thrives -
summer rain | tempslibres |
the backyard
of a poor man's home ...
summer heat | tempslibres |
more rain -
lavender leans
on the stone Buddha | tempslibres |
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