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

romance in haiku (with prompted items from NaHaiWriMo wall)

packing for one
our toothbrushes

morning waves
lapping on our toes—
in a wink sunset

the lake
a hand clasp

arrival gate
blur of a hundred faces
except yours

end of winter clouds–
their heartbeats the only sound
between them

between patches of night sky
a pregnant moon

Numbered items from NaHaiWriMo wall. Romance in haiku because of its compact, disciplined form reads more intense for me, more compelling from what’s unsaid. What do you think?

March 17, 2011 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

pregnant moon

pregnant moon
out of dark clouds into the light
on to my turns

November 18, 2010 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

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