Feb 15 Returning to
the further from it I get the more I return to my past
returning to the old house it appears smaller
returning to the place after long absence home is gone
I return in memory yesterday becomes today
I return to poetry always my first love
Feb. 16 Nature (something you can see right now)
among tall eucalypts dream-catcher workshop
frangipani in her hair / timber walking-stick
hilltop – leaves against the circle of sky
magpie picking at the grass red roses
miniature roses taller than planned
staghorn on bare trunk one chopped branch
Feb. 17 Moon
moonlight and ocean a girl walking in a blue dress
full moon above only one streetlight
full moon behind cloud leaks light around edges
returning to the place after long absence home is gone
I return in memory yesterday becomes today
I return to poetry always my first love
Feb. 16 Nature (something you can see right now)
among tall eucalypts dream-catcher workshop
frangipani in her hair / timber walking-stick
hilltop – leaves against the circle of sky
magpie picking at the grass red roses
miniature roses taller than planned
staghorn on bare trunk one chopped branch
Feb. 17 Moon
moonlight and ocean a girl walking in a blue dress
full moon above only one streetlight
full moon behind cloud leaks light around edges
who needs dreams? full moon in my window
keeping pace with our car harvest moon rolls long horizon
Feb. 18 Nature (experienced in another season)
winter street swirling leaves in dusty gutters
birds crowd my veranda rail spring rains
rain sets in – bedraggled birds shriek at my cat
my spring lawn – clover dandelion ibis feathers
garden after rain flourishing green weeds
autumn dusk dogs and children play in the street
early autumn more weeks between lawn-mowings
Feb. 19 Cherry blossom
old love letters falling cherry blossom
heat wave I remember cherry blossom
blossom-fall a change in the weather
white cherry blossoms I recall the tang of red juice
pale cherry blossom far away
throngs of blossoming cherries crowding cameras
cherry blossom hide the photo
Feb. 20 Nature (unique and seasonal to where I live)
late summer frangipani blooms thinning
later and later the cool breeze of evening
sunny early morning crisp mountain edges
midday the hot town empties
Feb. 21 Falling
walking with you frangipani flowers falling on grass
a falling feather lands in my path I remember you
falling together in laughter soft mattress
rising and falling we breathe in rhythm
your last heavy breath silence falling
Link: NaHaiWriMo on facebook
Also linking to Poets United's Poetry Pantry #344
Feb 21 #2 was published in JUMBLE BOX, a selection of haiku written for the 2017 NaHaiWriMo.
a falling feather lands in my path I remember you
falling together in laughter soft mattress
rising and falling we breathe in rhythm
your last heavy breath silence falling
Link: NaHaiWriMo on facebook
Also linking to Poets United's Poetry Pantry #344
Feb 21 #2 was published in JUMBLE BOX, a selection of haiku written for the 2017 NaHaiWriMo.
