New house - 
we fill it with
our home. 

A nightmarish night - 
The cardinal's song averting
the next tragedy. 

Replanting weeds
in a fresh flower bed - 
The new homeowner

The quivering haze
of charcoal - Summer's spirit
suddenly slips in. 

Lying on the air
like flat, fractured clouds - 
the dogwood's flowers. 

When I was young,
believing I could find
the setting sun. 

Spring rain - 
The blue jay breaking
the clouds. 

Spring rain - 
Children running
between puddles. 

Potting marigolds.
My daughter preferring the
company of friends. 

Last year's turnip greens -
Tall stems with yellow flowers.
Beautiful neglect. 

Painting my plate with
runny egg yolks. Just the way
dad would have liked them. 

Sweeping in the sun -
Dirt I thought the spring rain would
wash away for me. 

Overnight
the grass wears
the forsythia's grace

The forsythia
soundlessly showers petals - 
Budding azalea. 

Footbridge Series

Picture and poems are from our hike at Shu Swamp preserve on Long Island, NY. 

Footbridge - 
she walks
over water. 

Footbridge - 
through the slats
murky water. 

Footbridge - 
We play pooh sticks
in each silent creek.

Footbridge - 
On either side, the wide leaves
of the skunk cabbage.

Some Haiku From My Morning Walk

Cars in procession.
The smell of onion rings from
the corner deli.

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Pale morning sky - 
so clear the half moon
an unsightly blemish.

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Blooming tulips
Nature's lollipops
so many flavors.