Cloud Town [Tanka]

across the valley,
i see clouds pour into town;
like a blanket
dragged over a mattress,
the buildings are smothered

Belly Wisdom [Kyōka]

the snake 
feels my footfalls
through its belly,
and i, too, feel its 
movement in my belly

The Bog Lost Boot [Tanka]

bog lost boot
sucked from the slogging foot
of a hapless soul
to pull the boot up
would just drive the man down

Hissing Breeze Tanka

a hissing breeze
rushes through the leaves
sensed in a strong wind
then i can't not hear it
even in a trickled breeze

Muddy Water Tanka

pristine flower
blooms in muddy water;
its fragrance
drowns out the scent of rot
until it feeds the mud

Three Takes on a Lotus Haiku

I
lotus viewing:
still blossom, changing light;
countless sights
II
a still lotus,
a static eye, and shifting
light; boundless hues
III
view one lotus
until the changing light
makes a new bloom

POEM: Ghosts in the Darkness

I have walked in deep, dark places,
and crawled through darker, still --
gas-lit slums long after the dusk,
where lamplight failed to spill.

So surprised by fleeting faces
that faded in and out --
like visions from the sleep-drift, they
never loiter about. 

They come, they see, and then they pass --
these alien observers.
They pass with just a fleeting glance,
like someone else's server.

They care not what you think you need,
or who you think you are.
You're just an automaton shopper
within the grand bazaar.