Tuesday, January 22, 2019

Not Haiku

I keep your memory alive.

All that grasping for
stories, for
pictures, for
when you first died
help me feed my heart

so that nothing about you
will ever be obscure.

But years pass and pass, and though
I have lost the sound of your voice

I know I will recognize it
if I hear it again.

Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Written Just Now!

The clock ticks,
the cats snore,
snuggling their blankets.


to the tune of a ticking clock
and cat snores.

Tuesday, October 23, 2018

Kinda Bummed / Totally Pointless Post

For awhile now, I've been mostly posting straight onto the Google+ Haiku Group, but now Google+ is going the way of the dodo, so I'm copying and pasting here.  I wish I had more energy to categorize them more assiduously by date, but I just don't. Maybe I'll just do them one at a time. That's probably a great idea!

On Poetry Pea Podcast!

One of my haiku has been featured on the Poetry Pea Podcast for 9/3/18. I'm so honored! When you look at the folks' works featured, it is really something to be in such company.

Just in case you don't want to listen, here it is.

Cool night air,the sound of crickets -- and snoring.

Monday, October 22, 2018

September 2018

The smell of fennel--
bees walk on yellow flowers,
smelling ocean air.


Weeds and flowers,
wild fennel and iceplant--
occasional butterflies.

Gulls cry a lot.
Summer's last hurrah--
Maybe they're hot.

Peaceful walk--
except for the pebble
in my shoe.

The ocean's edge
smells of weed and pee.
People sure fuck things up.

Shimmering sea,
Indian Summer sun beats down--
a grebe floats alone.