Today’s Haiku

the freckles
on her nose
tiger lily

—Modern Haiku 49.1 

 

air sweetened
with grace notes
juniper berries

—Akitsu Quarterly  Spring 2018

 

stone’s throw
then another
white violets

—Holden Arboretum Haiku Path,   Kirtland, Ohio 

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Today’s Tanka

 

a greening
after the burn
sometimes
the past can vanish—
what a wonderful fire

Presence #61 2018

 

a rogue wind
stole our fire
so clever
it lights up a
field of broom sedge

—Ribbons Spring 2018 Tanka Cafe (Members Choice  Honorable Mention)

 

a sparrow
splashes its wings
warm rain
I toss off my shoes
and roll up my cuffs

—Cattails  April 2018

Today’s Haibun

ROSARY BEADS

Fifty-eight school children are selected to gather on the playground.  Fifty-three of us form a circle and the remaining five become the ‘stem’.  A nun is the cross at the beginning of the stem and leads the first prayer, ‘The Apostles Creed’.

Looking back I mostly remember how restless I was standing there, switching from one foot to the other, anticipating my turn to lead a prayer, making goofy faces at my friend, willing it to be over, as the fifty-nine prayers dragged on and on. I thought I’d die of boredom.

Mardi Gras beads
kicked to the curb
Ash Wednesday
when you were ‘Hail Mary’
and I was ‘Glory Be’

Presence #60 2018

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MOON CHILDREN

They were too young to really understand the meaning of ‘divorce’. Looking back they may recall the rustling in the underbrush and the sparrows chirping. Flower petals, bruised and smoldering, are heaped in a circle of stones. And the house brick by brick has crumbled baring a waning gibbous moon.

all the kings horses
and all the kings men—
ten thousand drumbeats

I see them through the rear view mirror,  wide-eyed changelings pressed against the glass.. When the road forks and we split apart my heart makes sounds of cicadas shedding. Poppy fields, heads nodding, blur past in a smear.

out of the dawn
a wren’s ruffled song
—blue wild indigo

Blithe Spirit Vol 28:1 2018