jornales

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

summer returnees

 

1.

on the marsh

a heron makes a step–

sunset

2.

foam on the waves–

the hem of her skirt heavier

clings

3.

on ferry ride

the flight path of a seagull

ends behind my eye

My ‘jornal’?  Memories in snap shots that keep returning.

December 15, 2009 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , | 2 Comments