Bat Signal [Haiku]

dusk has come.
 bats head out to hunt.
  black against dark sky.

DAILY PHOTO: Rain Clouds Over Lake

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Safety Geese [Senryū]

foraging geese,
 with heads down, honk to 
  prevent collision.

Cold Moon [Haiku]

my breath mingles
 with a bright white moon, on a
  cold winter night.

Fluid [Free Verse]

bulging undulation 
 of water,

the rolling topsides
  of wave bumps
 catch a blazing
  white shimmer

every square meter
 is in unending flux,
  shifting & rolling,
  growing & shrinking

the wake of a ferry
 causes wave to roll
  into wave at odd angles,
  sending the ripples
  into a cross-hatched 
  madness of bobbing water

i watch for hours and the
 same sea never repeats

DAILY PHOTO: Yurts & Meadow

Ecosystem’s End [Haiku]

topping the ridge,
 the pine forest ends,
  & desert begins.

Wildflowers [Haiku]

wildflowers wave
 on an otherwise still lea.
  bells in the distance.

DAILY PHOTO: Dry Season, Kodachadri

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Have You Seen a Tree Bleed? [Free Verse]

Have you seen a tree bleed?

Yes. I've seen a tree bleed.

It bled bright red arterial blood...
  or sap --
 
 but not that sticky, very viscous 
  kind of sap that one knows from Maples.

This was the consistency of blood,
  as well as its color. 

It's disconcerting to see
  the scratched bark of a tree
   ooze a fluid so blood-like. 

It makes one question
  one's assumptions,
   such as whether a tree feels:
    a scratch or cut or the nail 
     pounded into its trunk to
     hang something for one's 
      momentary convenience. 

And when I see lover's initials 
 carved into a tree, I now can't help
  but wonder how the lovers would feel
   about the tree's initials being carved 
    into their flesh.