I have cut my heart
into petals, strewn them
at your feet.
Walk to me.
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Will you
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Category Archives: Haiku
Naked trees pull
Naked trees pull the
grey sky close—November’s cloth
dressing their bare limbs
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Pillars of rain
Pillars of rain bash
mile-high against the shore: here
ancient trees endure
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Ice cracks across sloughs
Ice cracks across sloughs
on low-bottomed fields –
Sing, chickadees.
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It’s that I’m missing you
From time to time, a poem I wrote years ago–like this one–seems exactly pertinent to the current moment.
It’s that I’m missing
you: an empty cavern where
my full heart once was.
~~~
but on the trees
Snow falls heavy, thick,
but on the trees
pink buds, tiny, wait
~~~
Birds, frogs, grasses
Birds, frogs, grasses:
Sudden riot of song —
Rain during drought.
~~~
The late March snowfall
The late March snowfall
melts on Sunday: brown cows
sprawl on matted grass
Moonlit snow records
Moonlit snow records
small creatures’ escapades. Sun
wipes the slate clean.
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Bright star
Bright star pierces
Cobalt sky:
Half-moon hangs knife-sharp
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