Category Archives: Haiku 2020

TALISMAN

 

 

From out of the smoke
raining with ash, white egret
at standing water.

 

RED DAWN

 

 

Eleven thousand
lightning strikes, three hundred fires:
smoke in the canyon.

 

THIN FILAMENT

 

 

Wild entanglements
clutch the fate of the planet
with thin filament.

 

EARLY APRIL 2020

 

 

Miracles begin
with rain enough to restore
dry hills green again.

 

TRAPPED

 

 

I once dreamed I might have been
a mountain man in another life,
trapped cats and coyotes

instead of beaver—
learned to view the world
through untamed eyes

assessing sign as I became
the prize and placed my twigs
and scents accordingly.

               I sifted dirt
               to hide the jaws
               while writing poetry:

bird-wing fluttering
from a fishing filament
still fascinates me.

 

EARLY JANUARY

 

 

Five Western Bluebirds
at the local water hole
after the fog lifts.