6 Haiku

Pink glow of sunrise

on a tan stone warehouse wall—

bloom of the new year

Meditative day—

gazing back from the mirror,

two unmuddied eyes

Blinking like a cat

in the dazzling morning sun—

dusty train windows

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Screech of a spigot—

the bright water-smooth singing

of the hummingbirds

Still winter evening—

a sudden burst of birdsong,

then silence again

Pink sun and chalk moon

hypnotizing each other

across a cold sky

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Come To Me

Come to me, I’m waiting here

Beneath the busy sky

Stars shimmer, planes slither

Through the breathing night

Come to me, the slivered moon

Is floating like a boat

Curved upward just above us

Glowing like a bone

You can hear the restless air

Shiver in the trees

Smooth water slurring under

Streets beneath our feet

You can hear the soundless sound

A presence in the air

Not whispered, never distant

Here and everywhere

Is this something

Other than a burning ray?

I don’t believe that this will

Fade away

You can feel the hum behind

The motions of your mind

A chorus of noisy voices

Strive to find their rhyme

You can feel the humble grasses

Tremble when we kiss

This is the moment of our

Neverending bliss

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