Wordtreasure

13

lost mojo
on the Red Line
a sweet face
no opportunity
for me

TSA Ribbons

15

my glass is filled
with dusk tonight
I swirl the west and think of you
and sip the stars
down to the stem

Simply Haiku

20

wind over the lake
desiccate leaves
scrape indolently
at our feet
like the years

American Tanka

38

Oregon fog
rumors
of mountains

The Heron's Nest

55

double-clicking
the Events folder
our first kiss--
remembering your touch,
the tilt of your face

TSA Ribbons

56

the river flowed backward
for her--friends took leave
one by one
she is all alone
at the source

TSA Ribbons

67

she touched my cheek
and turned away--
summer's end
how many turns
around the sun?

TSA Ribbons

79

repair work
on the dam
emptying out
the harmony
of water and mud

Simply Haiku

and

Landfall Anthology

108

a pinwheeling leaf
strikes the watercourse
and floats around the bend
gone forever
do you ever think of me?

Simply Haiku

125

looking ahead to the past
remembering the future
one datastream
the road from home
is a road leading home

Simply Haiku

212

restless ducks
fly south
fly north

The Heron's Nest

240

phosphorous flares
illuminate those
about to die
Huey gunships
are pissing bullets

Simply Haiku

241

dark coral tulips
our quiet conversation
in the garden

The Heron's Nest

271

the open hand
of the dogwood flower
is now a brown fist
an elderly couple
eats in silence

Simply Haiku

292

I put down my pen
to watch the birds
swallows criss-cross the street
hour after hour because...
I have no idea

TSA Ribbons

341

the hard-breathing trout
explaining death
to a child

Frogpond

and

[Selected for a not-yet-named anthology of haiku on the theme of children.]

352

passing Camp Roberts
and the smooth-sanded hills
of the Central Coast...
looking west
to China

Landfall Anthology

447

bitter snowstorm...
strangers become friends
for a day

The Heron's Nest

497

redgold salmon
wink their tails...
Indian summer

Paper Wasp

509

the pounding surf...
why does it matter now
after 40 years?
bleached stones against
the bleached sky

Simply Haiku

531

summer heat
coming all this distance to find
nothing but distance

Paper Wasp

543

waking up
to the first nudge
of pain...
great unweavings begin
with one loose thread

American Tanka

544

Taps...
the widow folds her life
and puts it away

Simply Haiku

545

walking away
from the laugh track
into the twilit park,
into the noise-cone
of a brood of cicadas

TSA Ribbons

549

as I cut and splice
a few salient vignettes,
the rest of my life
spools out
on the cutting room floor

Simply Haiku