Selected Haibun: I Remember

those days when we were like sheep herded into church by missionaries and told to keep our heads down, backs straight, and hands folded.

"Our Father in heaven,… Give us this day our daily bread… deliver us from evil."

Christmas Eve --

I turn my back on Jesus

to face the moon

Multiverses, 1, Spring 2012

Selected Tanka: Thin White Trail Tanka

her plane
left a thin white trail
in the blue sky...
autumn winds carry
the colors that stay with me

Multiverses, 1, Spring 2012

Relationship Haiku

gnarled trees...
should I tell her
what's on my mind

Multiverses, 1, June 2012

Japan Haiku

last spring in her eyes...
the blinking of a night plane
bound for Japan

Multiverses, 1, June 2012

Death Haiku

a hearse in the rear-view mirror crimson sky

Multiverses, 1, June 2012

Relationship Tanka

her plane
left a thin white trail
in the blue sky...
autumn winds carry
the colors that stay with me

Multiverses, 1, June 2012

for me now
hometown memories are stored
in boxes
on the attic floor ...
first winter shower

Multiverses, 1, June 2012

Beer Tanka

at forty
a penniless poet ...
three beers down
I'm trapped
in the bubble of honesty

Multiverses, 1, June 2012

Autumn Thoughts: A Haibun

for My Mother and Li Po

Alone on the other side of the Pacific shore. The setting sun shoots oranges and reds across the water as two seagulls glide by.

The rhythm of the waves is relentlessly hypnotic… I pack it into a capsule to swallow at night.

nine autumns…
do Mother and I live
under the same moon

Multiverses, 1, June 2012

I Remember: A Haibun

those days when we were like sheep herded into church by missionaries and told to keep our heads down, backs straight, and hands folded.

"Our Father in heaven, …Give us this day our daily bread… deliver us from evil."

Christmas Eve—
I turn my back on Jesus
to face the moon

Multiverses,1, June 2012