3/9/08
Young and poor, I found
an orange in the gutter
shining like the sun.
5/9/08
Spring begins with rain
falling on land and ocean
with a hushed white roar.
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The hurricane wind
reaches across the world
smelling of fear.
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When my son was here
he never saw these moments,
our small shared laughters.
The fact of an observer
changes what’s being observed.
6/9/08
This morning is bright
as if washed after the rain,
the picture refreshed.
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For Haiku on Friday (MySpace)
In my time of dark,
in another hemisphere
my friends make poems.
I waken to find
here from all over the world
this feast of haiku!
12/9/08
Sept. 11
The burning towers
bloomed across my TV screen
and the world was changed.
19/9/08
Long dark road.
My friend's chest pain is intense.
The drive seems endless.
As I bring him home
after the operation
small birds are singing.
26/9/08
In the morning sun
red leaves outside my back door
glow, pointing upward.
28/9/08
Haiku and moonlight.
Leaves turning with the seasons
as dreaming begins.
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