The Floating World - a book of days (Last)
Walking home through wet fields -
afternoon church bells
muffled by rain.
As the year ends,
old days thrown from high windows
float down like fresh snow.
#haiku #micropoetry
The Floating World - a book of days (Last)
Walking home through wet fields -
afternoon church bells
muffled by rain.
As the year ends,
old days thrown from high windows
float down like fresh snow.
#haiku #micropoetry
The Floating World - a book of days (32)
There’s no one left
to keep the family secrets -
we’re all ghosts now.
Enough moonlight to find my way to bed.
#haiku #senryu #monoku
Cold Moon, Long Night Moon,
Winter Maker Moon -
how many more?
#haiku #senryu
The Floating World - a book of days (31)
I sweep leaves
out of my chair -
another summer gone.
Good evening, Your Fullness -
Harvest Moon, Hunter’s Moon,
Moondance Moon;
the geese have been circling
and calling all night long.
#haiku #tanka #micropoetry
The Floating World - a book of days (30)
As the Empire falls,
the same straw broom
waits by my doorstep.
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The Floating World - a book of days (29)
As the Empire falls
- an earthquake in the small hours,
but the moonless sky is full of stars.
- whispers in the next yard over
I can’t quite make out.
- a crow feather floats down -
no - ash from a fire.
#haiku #senryu #micropoetry
The Floating World - a book of days (28)
As the Empire Falls -
the harvest rots in the fields;
where have the field hands gone?
- the maple tree leaves - they just
turned brown and died this year.
- a mad Mourning Dove chases
a nest-robbing Crow.
#haiku #senryu #micropoetry
In the cold morning wind
on the other side of the mountain,
I think of old friends.
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The Floating World - a book of days (27)
Red-shouldered Blackbirds
whistle in the cattails -
the turtles doze on.
My tongue still can’t
believe that tooth’s not there
anymore.
2 a.m. weather report:
no rain yet,
but a skunk has been through here.
#haiku #senryu #micropoetry
The Floating World - a book of days (26)
Full Red Moon - why so shy?
Come out from behind that tree
and have a drink with me.
I spoke to the spirit world
in dreams last night;
the Dead did not reproach me,
and I woke to the calls
of geese flying south.
#haiku #tanka #micropoetry
The Floating World - a book of days (25)
Blue Jay - where’ve you been?
- buries his loot around a stump
and hops away.
Dog at a crosswalk
sits with his back to the cars,
trembling.
#haiku #senryu #micropoetry
#floatingworld
The Floating World - a book of days (24)
Fall Planting Prayer
To Great Grandfather
Mariano Galante
Candy stripe beets,
collard greens and amaranth,
carrots of all colors -
asleep under the straw,
because of you.
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The Floating World - a book of days (23)
Cul-de-sac cats
of the long August twilight
watch the sky
as the shooting stars
come down.
Homeless man fishes
for bottles in the trash -
once there was a river.
#haiku #senryu #tanka #micropoetry #FloatingWorld
A child’s bamboo rake
on the ground beside
the yellow ginkgo leaves.
#haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt (rake)
The Floating World - a book of days (22)
August sleeplessness -
shooting stars and cherry pie
at 2 a.m.; the perfume
of tomato vines
just before dawn.
Empty old rucksack
hangs from a peg -
it’s full of poems.
#haiku #tanka #senryu #micropoetry #FloatingWorld
The Floating World - a book of days (21)
(Vow)
That New Moon night
we stood on a hill
overlooking
a river of stars
and a starlit river,
holding hands.
Down on stiff knees
to pull stubborn weeds -
dirt between my fingers
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The Floating World - a book of days (20)
After the harvest -
empty beds
under the stars.
Two boys on a park bench,
two old men in front of a fireplace -
your arm around my shoulders.
#haiku #senryu #micropoetry
#FloatingWorld
…and why is he always standing in the doorway like a little kid during these Air Force One pressers? Holding on to the bulkhead like he’s humping a flag..
As to the reports not saying anything, I’ll allow time for a shocked, did he really just say that pause, but after that you should speak up.
The Floating World - a book of days (19)
Singers at midnight:
a three-part harmony
under the trees and streetlights;
the scent of snuffed-out candles
lingers in the shadows.
Those seeds we meant to send you - they’re all grown and gone now.
#haiku #tanka #micropoetry
#FloatingWorld
Oh, Brother Crow -
what are we doing out here
in this cold west wind?
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The Floating World - a book of days (18)
Startled in the night
by the sound of plums falling -
sixty year ago.
I follow your shade
through a hole in the fence
to the tumble-down hill
and the kite-blue sky.
#haiku #micropoetry #FloatingWorld
The Floating World - a book of days (17)
Haiku/Ghazal/Whatever To A
Crescent Moon (2/2)
Watering tomatoes
by the setting Crecent Moon -
I’m sorry I hurt you.
Birds sing at sunrise
to the waning Crescent Moon -
an off-key Crow joins in.
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The Floating World - a book of days (16)
Haiku/Ghazal/Whatever To A
Crescent Moon (1/2)
The Crescent Moon shines
through the early morning fog -
now it’s gone again.
She stands outside under
the Crescent Moon, waiting for
hot flashes to pass.
#haiku #micropoetry #FloatingWorld
Two crows
preening themselves
in a bare tree under
a gray sky; they look bored - waiting
for rain.
#haiku #cinquain
The Floating World - a book of days (15)
Turn off the news -
it’s too early for this
Caligula shit.
June roses gone blowsy
shiver with delight
in the afternoon breeze.
#haiku #senryu #micropoetry
#FloatingWorld
The Floating World - a book of days (14)
They’re called Forget-Me-Nots,
but I always do until
the small, sky-blue flowers
return again among
the green spring weeds.
Outside in the dark
trying to recall a poem -
two owls giving hints.
#haiku #tanka #micropoetry
#FloatimgWorld
The Floating World - a book of days (13)
The first/last/only
bee this springtime stopped
at the green and purple
lavender - then flew away
before I could say goodbye.
Crows’ chorus of boos
follows the black cat
from one yard to the next.
#haiku #tanka #micropoetry #FloatingWorld
The Mourning Moon
hides her tears behind
a veil of clouds.
#haiku #micropoetry #novembermoon
The Floating World - a book of days (12)
Ghost, dream, memory -
whatever this is,
stay a little longer.
Garden turnover:
tulips out, tomatoes in -
the Crows want breakfast.
Toilet paper roll
unspooled oopsie on the floor -
I miss that stupid cat.
#haiku #senryu #micropoetry
The Floating World - a book of days (11)
Cloudless night - a sky for wishes.
In the soft spring rain,
the maple tree leafs out -
soaked, but I don’t care.
Picnic blanket afternoon -
the cherry blossoms float down
on us while you sleep.
#haiku #monoku #micropoetry
#FloatingWorld