(2015)
Haiku in 4 words
Across the great expanse With a raging river below, Rope bridges try to fly On the devil-winds that blow. The River’s mist forms a fog
Cousin Wilber built an outhouse, But it’s not like all the rest, Its varnished oak, cedar lined, And engraved with the family crest… He’s got a turbine vent on top
I can remember when you danced from side to side, Your seat and panels Tuck-N-Rolled in Naugahyde. One-half ton,
I was told, “Get the smallest pla… In the most expensive neighborhood… I saw the advantage in doing that And decided that was good. Then they said, “Be on level grou…
A Waltz In The Air In the mist she dances in the garden He sees her in the fog, now and then.
The hourglass turns Yet the candle still burns And the heart quietly yearns In the body near the fireplace On a cold and quiet night.
I understand your frustrations, I… Your in love and you want to be lo… And if I could help, I don’t know… 'cause you tried to build a fire w… Life is full of harsh realities
So slow the clouds pass us by Wandering leisurely across the sky Such illustrious billows Like those satin pillows Upon which— lovers lie.
Wildflowers on sandstone Roses in a field Water with kindness Behold— the yield. Clouds cry with blessings
As the sun set the wind did blow its gusting presence disturbed my… And as the trees bent it took its tole
In the dark of night Came a flickering light, Like a candle haloed in green. The light looked odd, In the shape of a cod,
There once was a Wizard of old (At least, that’s what I’ve been… That could change a something to a… A wolf to a goat or a lake to a mo… From bad --- to very good weather.
The iron gates screeched, as they… And ghastly shapes found their way… An old hag, dressed in a hooded cl… Cracked her whip and gave orders t… Six ghosts bound in chains, groani…
I once knew a woman whose name was… She filled me with lies and built… She took me to places that I’d ne… And lead me to fancy that “I was… She taunted and teased, consuming…
The Sky’s in blistered phases From a sunset’s dying light As the ocean mocks the shadows of Some passing gulls in flight. The wind drifts deep, as melting l…