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              Selected Poems                                                  Selected Haiku and Tanka...


Words on paper
thrown away
joined together
then fell away
I read them-
What you didn’t say...
I danced and 
stumbled on 
our imperfections

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Soaring birds
paintings, divine
on freedoms wings 
she did fly
slowly emerging
shakier lines
the fog swirled in
her gifted mind


Innocence,

never lost
Purity,
never tainted
Kindness,
never wasted
If we hold onto 
our true selves

Three Haiku

rain drops          
sleep enters
my window

clouds float by       

gaps in memories
baby blue

sunlight on icicles     

tasting the salt
in every drop

Barns

What holds up
the toothless barns;
their sun-bleached beams
textured and warmed 
to the touch;
alive with memories
and long forgotten hay?

Oh, those winds, do blow
howling through
each opening
trying to force open,
the resistance of owls-
eyes and feathers
softly occupying
rafters without pigeons

You’ve sloped, 
here and there,
into the body 
of the landscape,
surrounding you

You’ve sheltered 
young lovers, vagrants,
and beer-drinking youth
in your senior years
Loyal and steadfastly 
upholding your purpose-
refusing to retire

Your beautiful bleached bones
familiar etchings 
across lines
where land meets
blue skies-

The sun
sets and rises
around you-
You, that
holds time

​after hours, 
working steadily-
split wood-
sighing in
sawdust


white waterfalls
the last to leave
winter behind


everlasting lovers--
the moon 
and the sea


while the river

weaves along,  
I feel safe 
to call it
home

               ❊
​

More Haiku/Tanka

polka dots of yellow     
among the evergreens
autumn announces its passing
by rolling up
its sleeves


single tear        

a universe
landing softly 


insects         

coming to life
in the window
our neighbors attempts 
at small talk

​robins egg--
I see only half
of the sky


sun-dried sheets
nature embedded
memories


hawks
begin circling;
premonitions
shaping themselves
into shadows


hawk wings  
make the winds
visible


heartache;

the porch light on
in the daytime
remembering her     
the gentle hum
of bumblebees

​
crisp scent of cedars-    

winter's eve 
another star
in the canopy,
breathes


and still,       

I love her
in black and white filmy memories
the only colour, 
our laughter

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