Scent of tree bark and earth, I crunch through the forest. Warm acorns flecked with gold: our child’s hazel eyes. Maples sway, dangling rubies in the sun. Saffron sheaves tremble – a rustle of skirts. Under iron clouds leaves rattle – paper husks before a storm. Shiver, shudder, swivel, SNAP – and twirl free. End … Continue reading Oak crisps and iron skies: October haiku
A single leaf falls on my freshly swept porch. Sigh. Leaves rain down. Still, I rake. Autumn deluge rinses leaf dust, til air is brisk, shiny. I open the door on morning – green scent of pine. Autumn frost – sugarcoated oak leaves sparkle in the sun. Winter grass glitters, its diamond crust twinkling – … Continue reading Haiku of a gathering winter
Curled leaf hangs from a barren twig- a brown bat, sleeping. At the bus stop, my breath in white clouds my nose a red cherry. Black crow perches on a bone white branch. Watching. Ruffled lichens, like green ravioli, bloom on wet stone. Sun shines through naked trees, wintry patterns of light. Extracting words, I … Continue reading November haiku
October: birch leaves flutter down, gold coins from the sky. With pink cheeks and red nose, I comb earth’s grassy mane Maples sway, dangling rubies in the sun. Golden flakes fall like oak crisps: our daughter’s hazel eyes. A rush, and then, a rain of dry leaves. An oak leaf twirls through sapphire sky. Late … Continue reading October haiku
With every sock I turn right side in down in the basement sorting laundry, Vowing I’ll make the kids turn their own socks And knowing I won’t, I appreciate my mother. With every attempted paperback on the couch on my back on a Saturday, Our daughter asking questions Interrupting til I put the book down, … Continue reading For Mom
last night when I tucked you in under your pink quilt with the green frogs on it, I crawled into bed behind you and we spooned. I scratched your smooth back while I sang Scarborough Fair – Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme – and stroked your round cheek with the back of my hand after … Continue reading spooning with you
Butterfly Mind 