Let's Start with Some Haiku
Feral Cat
Banana Blossom
Banana Blossom
Feral cat, quiet
you will come home with me now
stop running away
Banana Blossom
Banana Blossom
Banana Blossom
Banana blossom
dreams and shadow of Basho
yearns for summer sun
Sugi Pines
Banana Blossom
Alaskan Summer
Solemn Sugi pines
Bright moss mounds carpet the ground
A path through forest
Alaskan Summer
Bird on Bicycle
Alaskan Summer
Fireweed fields and birch
Deep goes the line for supper
Silence on the lake
Bird on Bicycle
Bird on Bicycle
Bird on Bicycle
Tiny baby bird
Perched upon my son’s bike chain
Learning how to fly
Last Words
Bird on Bicycle
Bird on Bicycle
The famous last words
This isn’t very spicy
Now the pain begins
A Sonnet
Within Fallow Fields
Autumn soil thawed now from morning freezes
Fallow fields rest from growing our farro
Dried out stalks waft gently with the breezes
Wheeling now my lover in the barrow
What a lovely life shared by us dear one
Such skies, vibrant pastel, radiant flame
Bereft, I may never see the same sun
My eyes may yet never glow quite the same
Feel not tears nor pain leaning upon spade
Just mem’ries brought on by the smell of rain
Thankful to you for the life that we made
As I lay you below our hill of grain
Sunshine soon will once again bless the skies
Winter will yield and again we shall rise
A Villanelle
When I Knew Summer in Springtime
Deep in Humboldt upon another rolling hill
Spring waxed verdant, the wilderness reborn
Dew still on the grass and fog bade all things still
Summer’s dark eyes I drank in with mine, asked my fill
As we reclined in the wet grass that spring morn
Deep in Humboldt upon just another rolling hill
I tickled her heart with words and hands until
Sweat soaked down through the clothes that I’d worn
Dew still on the grass and fog bade all things still
Cattle there roamed free far from the grill
And the gardens we’d hide so forlorn
Deep in Humboldt upon another rolling hill
Where abundance of trees can satisfy no mill
Her soft beauty did her mind adorn
Dew still on the grass while fog bade all things still
What pulled us apart would be what it will
And forever I’ll stay torn
Deep in Humboldt upon another rolling hill
Dew still on the grass while fog bade all things still
One more Poem for now...I'll add more later
The Standing Up Again
The day will come
A wind shall blow
There will be a healing to our bones
You shall rise again
Certain as sunlight
We will share the day
We shall be complete
In bright mustard meadows
Or spring waterfalls
Laid down in the dark recess
Of a train’s cargo car
Go now and hide away
Where living minds can never know
I will wait for you
While the stars search us out
Draw us from where we have hidden
To where our hearts may beam bright
Bright as they’ve always been
For all the universe to embrace
We will stand up again
With limbs full of life
When pain is gone
Sad memories fade
Again our flesh will be complete
