jornales

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

the day lily (parallel)

we wonder about paradise

                                           waiting for sunset

as if a beggar

                                                   the day lily

from far away

                                                   a whimper

 

Sonic Boom issue eleven 2018 (parallel)

 

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denouement (a sequence)

 

salt wind

soughing
in an empty shell

 

wave splatter
the sting of her tears

 

a gull’s cry

knee deep

in foam

 

her tipped toes

lingering on the tide- line

 

moonlight

splinters
her argument

 

as in the afterlife

crusting on sand bars

 

contrary to guidelines

a sliver of her flesh

shivers

 

in the gloaming

a curdled refuse

 

bones: journal of contemporary haiku,  March 2018

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a sky I can’t find

my eyes on foliage-d sky withering at zenith

river-crossing a breeze wipes off my fate line

mom’s nestled cheek in a boy’s breast my lover’s roost

a fissured boulder at sunset could be me

night’s gritty breath a sky I can’t find

 

one-line haiku Under the Basho 2018

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