Death Haiku





scorpion corpse
sitting atop a wall
why die there?



vultures circle
i give them wide berth
they’ve yet to choose



ant-swarmed mantis
i thought you a leaf
do the ants know?



fresh flowers
mossy flush-set headstone
unseen, not lost



the potter’s field
out near the back fence
closer to the world

Moon Haiku

day moon
subdued but looming
soon gone



sliver moon
crescent vanishing
hanging lure



mountain moon
lighting valleys
show my trail



shadowless
til milky moonlight
spills the clouds



nitid moon
you must’ve been resplendent
but I slept



Sky Haiku





moonlight
so bright silence
can’t be heard



azure sky
one puffy cloud
dances through



Andean night
the pinpoints I knew
a smear of color



Himalaya
so close that heaven
reveals its color



low gray clouds
leaf chaos unleashed
smell of rain

Haiku by Night





glow ripples
breakers by moonlight
time misbehaves



frog croaks
not a glistening back
fixing location



darkness falls
a bat diaspora
to dinner buzz



early dark fall
paired with a drizzle
a sad walk home



a tree twists
or so it seemed by night
breeze and shadow?

Bamboo Haiku





bamboo copse
groans in subtle wind
no space between


crows rule

the bamboo arch

over the road



bamboo grove
carpeted in grainy beige
alien landscape


plastic cup

gripped in crow’s beak

frat boy style



pink blossoms
will soon bleed onto
bamboo pollen

Mountain Haiku

pounding drums
echo down the valley
birds calm



deep breath
fog dissipates
common peril



fog follows
will it catch us
before the pass







cow grazes
on the high trail
dispiriting



glaciers glow
in sunrise orange
forge iron, not







on the ridge
falls can be lethal
worth it



POEM: Winter Haiku





barren branches
rake the sky above
tines chaotic



crow turns head
aiming its lustrous eye
pausing mid-meal



snowy silence
ends in flapping wings
then returns



cornstalk stubble
dusted in dry snow
desiccated



breath tendrils
roil into limbo
forgotten

Batch of Haiku

water flows
under stark skies
to open seas

exiles flee
train eating track
one way

late monsoon
winter gray skies
thick & low

pink blooms
hold through the cold
dogged bind

silent rites
acted out now
later lost

breathe & sway
bath in forest air
samara rain

POEM: Holocaust Haiku

half a coffee
sits on an oak table
long cold

 

devil days
a line feeds the train
one way

 

madman rants
spittle flies in an arc
message lost

A Few Haiku

sniffing mouse
waggles its sniffing nose
turns & retreats

 

cheep-cheep
baby bird calling
no answer

 

steaming coffee
lazy tendrils
curl idly

 

overcast
Prague skies above
faux winter