Twisted Petals [Haiku]

twisted petals
 of frangipani blossoms
  stay one when dropping.

Out of the Box Crocs [Lyric Poem]

To find oneself within a crate -
 packed inside and labeled "Freight"
  seems like the worst that things can get,
   but then I peered out through the slit,
 and what a thing it was to see
  a croc's keen eye stare back at me.
 
It had so many freakin' teeth,
 both on the top and underneath!

I concluded the box 'tweren't so bad.
 To stay a while, I would be glad!

Topsy Turvy World [Haiku]

clouds hang... 
 fixed in pond reflections, 
  or has my mind slowed?

Waiting on the Cascade [Haiku]

the falls dwindle.
 rain clouds in the distance.
  all eyes await the swell.

Dead-Eyed [Haiku]

dead-eyed crow,
 heat shimmers off rock...
  CAW!  

Queen of Slaves [Lyric Poem]

Of all the masters & all the slaves,
   I find that mind fire burns in waves.
 And sometimes the emotions derail
   too quickly to lengthen the exhale. 

 Trees falling in the forest, unheard,
   can still crush a nest of baby birds.
 Turns out it's not the sound that matters,
    but what the destruction leaves in tatters.

The phrase “Queen of Slaves” comes from a Percy Bysshe Shelley poem (Canto 4, No. 24)

Cathedral City [Haiku]

city streets
under vaulted dome:
ribbed by rain tree.