Three Haiku – October 8, 2018

No cries of sea birds

Steel, concrete, and car exhaust

New Jersey marshlands.

*****

Food loses savor

And my ribs begin to show

This anxiety.

*****

Mist shrouded tree trunks

Wet leaves glisten – fungi sprout

Early autumn damp.

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Three Haiku- August 12, 2016

Three ospreys fishing

The heron on the sandbar

Is content to rest.

 

This love’s so vivid

I must have been colorblind

My eyes overwhelmed.

 

I once saw two trees

Birch and oak, their roots entwined

They grew in embrace.