Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

15 Haiku



Bronze moth flutters
at train passengers’ ankles—
swats it with her skirt

That white-haired leader’s
dancing style—a little too
authoritative

Spry stout little bird
declaring himself as he
struts along a fence

*

Faces in two bent
pillows—whispering secrets
to one another

Man in the headlights?
…papers taped to a phone pole
shrugging in the wind

Pouring through the glass
into the dark morning street—
flashing images

*

She enters the train
preceded by a cloud of
nose-tickling perfume

Flash of a mirror
on the jostling morning train
as she makes her face

The throaty gossip
of two ravens on a roof
under churning skies

*

In the cool shadow
of a cluster of redwoods,
a cathedral hush

Black against blue skies—
silhouettes of bobbing pines
breathing in the wind

From a rushing car—
music that struggles to sound
like a fighter jet

*

Tiny bee clinging
to a pink chrysanthemum
shaking in the breeze

Alive as a tree
against a white-painted house—
a tree’s huge shadow

Moon like a searchlight
peers through gaps in passing clouds
while the ocean groans



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