for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

summer evening pickings-haiku

Like a bonus, these ‘summer evening pickings’ , these haiku moments swept me on my walk this early evening. I suppose I deserve a ‘jornal’ of $1000–not a small jackpot on Canada Day (tomorrow, July  1st).  Thanks to ‘poet upinvermont’, I really seem more attuned.


delayed arrival–

a pregnant moon hangs

on a summer sky


by the gate

she stops to smell a rose–

monks chanting matins


hydrangea blooms

over the fence my eye-level

children’s portrait


empty white chair

on a front lawn at dusk

a dog sniffs its legs

July 1, 2009 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , | 6 Comments