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Indian Summer --
his voice in the fall
of the leaves | tempslibres |
Through the pulp mill smoke
A long red line is showing --
Start of a sunrise | tempslibres |
The rushing river --
full of the Summer's
rainfall | tempslibres |
The Budapest square --
Autumn leaves drift here and there
on young protestors | tempslibres |
Dark August sky
the moon an orange egg --
her shadow trailing | tempslibres |
Summer morning --
the sound of wind chimes
on every balcony | tempslibres |
This Dark and grey day --
a soft rain falling down on
the heat-dried roses | tempslibres |
Tonight on my deck
setting sun the longest time
bring memories back | tempslibres |
Rain-laden cedars
my skin feels so moist today
scent of yellow rose | tempslibres |
On this dark grey day
my thoughts wander to a pair
of blue irises | tempslibres |
A bone scan today
on the way three birds on the
rose scented old path | tempslibres |
Hovering grey sky
a small crack in the thick clouds
fishing boats come in | tempslibres |
Five years of haiku
in a large paper box
"on top | the cat" |
The morning birds
such a clear sweet sound --
making my bed | tempslibres |
A Rainy cool day
promise of Kona coffee
from Honolulu | tempslibres |
Belated and elated
your gift of a blue candle
for my birthday | tempslibres |
In the early morning
down on the white beach --
a turtle without eyes | tempslibres |
Grey and blue Spring morning
the lumber mill making clouds
my first cup of Melitta | tempslibres |
Heavy March rain
the Daffodils hang their heads
my heavy thoughts | tempslibres |
Clear Spring night
again i am thinking of you
waiting for stars to fall | tempslibres |
Moon over cedars
in the rainforest
scent of you | tempslibres |
Cherry blossoms
patients line up at the clinic
sweet scent | tempslibres |
In the rainforst
moss hung trees
sound of silence | tempslibres |
I check the calendar
to see if this is a special day --
International Women's Day | tempslibres |
Late Winter
the yellow roses still out
soft feel of snow | tempslibres |
In a vase
twelve blue irises
late winter storm | tempslibres |
March sunrise
rays of red and gold through clouds
a fishing boat returns | tempslibres |
Yellow Winter roses
mist over the garden
sound of fog horn | tempslibres |
At midnight
the fog horn in the mist
yellow roses | tempslibres |
What was a storm
now lies wet and white
on the ground | tempslibres |
Spring day
cool and grey
cup of tea | tempslibres |
Grey today
the waves rush
memories | tempslibres |
Spring morning
your hand on my breast
a bird | tempslibres |
Parting the fog
blue nose of the ferry
homeward bound | tempslibres |
Autumn sky
many layers of clouds
pile of leaves | tempslibres |
Autumn sky
shades of pink and purple
field of pumkins | tempslibres |
First day of autumn
splash of a spawning salmon
another cycle begins | tempslibres |
Last day of September
bay and islands in fog
aroma of coffee | tempslibres |
First day of October
the morning sun in my eyes
clank of the furnace | tempslibres |
A fine mist
covers the tall cedars
foggy glasses | tempslibres |
At breakfast
after first sip of coffee
i notice a rainbow | tempslibres |
Wild fires rage
scent of cedar
fills the air | tempslibres |
Over the bay
August full moon rises
as days shorten | tempslibres |
Reading a book
a sudden brightness
the full moon | tempslibres |
High winds
trees down on power lines
no morning coffee | tempslibres |
On a grey day
a spot of colour
his red hair | tempslibres |
On a clear day
from the pulp mill
clouds appear | tempslibres |
From under the dock
come the Canada geese
one by one | tempslibres |
A day of sun
after many of rain
my dirty windows | tempslibres |
In the room
white lillies in the vase
scent of pepper | tempslibres |
Federal Express
reaches me through the fog
plumeria lei | tempslibres |
Talking with you
now this morning somehow
scent of plumeria | tempslibres |
Red as the poppy
maple leaves fall
on the memorial | tempslibres |
Light-studded ferry
passes in the starless night
another week-end | tempslibres |
A tunnel of fog
connects the two islands
warmth of my duvet | tempslibres |
October morning
a new pair of new wool socks
on my very cold feet | tempslibres |
First day of Autumn
even your touch feels
somewhat cooler | tempslibres |
Last night of Summer
the bright full moon of last night
hidden by a cloud | tempslibres |
All my lights off
to watch the rising
of the Harvest moon | tempslibres |
The sunrise
fresh salmon on ice
so very pink | tempslibres |
Midnight and full moon
my neighbour asks to borrow
the vacum cleaner | tempslibres |
The blue iris
colour changing hue
soft Summer rain | tempslibres |
A sea change
the weather turns cool
hot rum and lemon | tempslibres |
At last some sunshine
blue Pacifc this morning
boiling tea water | tempslibres |
In this desert
a memory of blue sea --
shells in the sand | tempslibres |
Autumn mist obscures
the island in the distance
she cleans her glasses | tempslibres |
In the forest
patches of blue between
the tall pines | tempslibres |
The tall pines
etched against the sky
late September | tempslibres |
Nun and monk
watching the blue heron
fishing in the bay | tempslibres |
Nun and monk
read the book together
in two tongues | tempslibres |
The curved cheek
of the young monk
sunlight on the bay | tempslibres |
rainy day
in the rainforest
"drip | drip |
the seasons change
she buys new
colour contacts | tempslibres |
winter night
hot buttered rum
fog on glasses | tempslibres |
grey sea and sky
she dreams of
blue irises | tempslibres |
after the party
a lone woman drinks
a birthday gift | tempslibres |
An ocean breeze
flips through empty pages --
haijin's notebook | tempslibres |
long after
the witching hour
a candle flutters | tempslibres |
Pressed among pages
of old dictionary
a list of action verbs | tempslibres |
At 12:01
he takes his bath
in last century's water | tempslibres |
An orange and pink sky -
from the pulpmill a grey cloud
on the cool Spring day | tempslibres |
the dog star --
feeling the bite
of winter wind | tempslibres |
cherry trees
fifty shades
of pink | tempslibres |
one small step...
I trace my toe in sand
dream of lunar dust | tempslibres |
Still under white sheet
his body four hours later-
Rain beats on pavement. | tempslibres |
autumn night
the call of a locomotive
and I think travel | tempslibres |
february walk
our breath clouds
side by side | tempslibres |
Mother's Day;
the smell of roses
near a grave. | tempslibres |
picking flowers
an explosion of color
crosses the minefield | tempslibres |
a thousand prayers
from valley folds and mountains
paper cranes | tempslibres |
only two pinecones
on the park bench ~
Valentine's day | tempslibres |
after the storm
puddles of water
with rainbows | tempslibres |
alone
in the tea house
rainy night | tempslibres |
black ice
covers the street
uprooted tree | tempslibres |
a butterfly
hovers above me
friend's funeral | tempslibres |
sad words
and tears in my teacup
rainstorm | tempslibres |
moldy odors
in the nursing home
dying elders | tempslibres |
mason jar
full of dead fireflies
dark night | tempslibres |
lost in her mind
fields of white daisies
and summer | tempslibres |
autumn's end
the air smells
different | tempslibres |
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