Tanka
keeping warm
outside 7-Eleven
all night…
an autumn memory
of missing the last bus
a peaceful walk
interrupted by low hums
from a tree…
hummingbirds with deadly beaks
vying for mates around nests
evening walk
with every step the sky
turns a deeper blue...
soon the moon will fill out
as nights become memories
wishing for rain
just to listen to its rhythmic
drum beats…
the weather stays dry all day
no music from the heavens
twenty years
after dad left the world
still angry…
life is so hard without him
his problem solving spirit
De Kooning
his name so familiar
but not his art…
woman with blurred face
worth $160 million
Haiku/Senryu
autumn woods
the blue sky peeks through
terracotta trees
autumn chill
cocooning in the haven
of my own head
full moon night
the pavement carries
my dancing feet
green flannel shirt
I can still feel the chill
inside the picture
a gathering…
crows on a power line
evenly spaced
autumn leaves
the change in dad's tone
after my job loss
persimmons
a bittersweet bite
of mid-life
praying to Buddha
a faint glint of light
on the incense tip
autumn dusk
lights of red-eared sliders
emerge from the pond
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