Koi

looking  down
into the koi pond
I see a rainbow reflected
from the sky above

If I look up
will I see
koi swimming
in the clouds?

Image by Elliot Andrews via Unsplash.com

 

haiku

Yellow Azalea

riptide winds
stir the pine trees

scent of spring
yellow azalea
childhood memories

at sunset
a single star
awaits night

Image by Robin Anderson

farewell, 1995

virga-veiled sunset gleams greenly
Spring, too full of life
paints the sky.

bloated apricot clouds hang
in aqueous air
almost midnight.

Solstice light now for coven
witchy word women huddle
and prepare one of their own.

tell stories of bayous thunderstorms snakes
pirates and pigs
Strange romance.

funny things these heart
Strings
begin but never end.

later, mist shrouded moon
Speeds my flight home
godspeed yours.

to parched, foreign place
you will make it bloom
with your words.

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As the Crows Fly

birds in flight at sunset

Each evening, one half hour before sunset, crows fly to roost

Copper light by strange alchemy turned silver on the black gloss of their wings

To light the moon or the night gold eyes of owls and bats

And to draw in the hapless moth for a midnight snack

 

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Haiku for October 29th

I enjoy my consciousness
he said, but then died
leaving us to enjoy ours

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Image by Chris Anderson courtesy of the Estate of Chris Anderson