Category Archives: Haiku
She pours out the last grains of rice from a clay urn. Gently she lays the cup inside and rests the lid back in place — its faint, empty drumming. __________________ -KT, 1/27/2020; based on the film, Ip Man
overcast like mourning robes five white horses on a small hill tears of rain soft upon the window
through Indian Summer we drive swirling leaves behind us — death’s glowing portals so near
toyon berries lambent flames in winter dun — tears of Diogenes
long blond grasses in canyon fog strung with crystal pearls
smoke from the stovepipe — whisked hungrily away by a greedy wind
Though it’s a modest bit of work, I’m happy to have had a haiku published this week on the Haiku Foundation web site. This month they’ve been doing a playful series on work place haiku, with weekly topics. The subject … Continue reading
Clouds, marching specters against the fortress moon.
Promises of this crescent knife moon — luminous samhain intoxication.
luminous autumn leaves ascend in fiery silence fleeing ghosts of winter
Lake Tahoe under a stiff morning breeze — rough blue marble, foaming veins of white