Garden bench breakfast - pumpkin pie plate on my knee, upturned bucket for my coffee cup, soft gold light - second Sunday sleep to come. #haiku #senryu #senryusunday #micropoetry #fall

The price you paid is in the shadows of your face. #OneLineOctober #haiku #monoku

Enough moonlight to find my way to bed. #OneLineOctober #haiku #monoku

As the Empire falls, a Crow feather floats down - no - ash from a fire. #haiku #senryu #micropoetry

There’s no one left to keep the family secrets - we’re all ghosts now. #haiku #senryu

I sweep leaves out of my chair - another summer gone. #haiku #micropoetry #fall

The morning after, the sky is all cried out - gray wet streets. 2 a.m. weather report: no rain yet, but a skunk has been through here. A diabetic, my father would get these wounds that wouldn’t heal, but in my dream last night, he was worried about me. #haiku #tanka

My tongue still can’t believe that tooth’s not there anymore. #haiku #senryu #micropoetry

The lady in the felted (fits perfectly now) red cap, leopard print flannel bathrobe (o my heart! my heart!) waters weeds her front yarden; snail and cabbage moth omertà, but all of the neighborhood dogs greeted by name; whistles down the neighborhood crows - come get your breakfast. #micropoetry

Red-shouldered Blackbirds whistle in the cattails - the Turtles doze on. #haiku #micropoetry

“Squander the day, but save the soul.” - Mary Oliver, “The Lark” #MaryOliver #poetry

New Year’s Night - lulled to sleep by frogs and rain. #haiku

Beautiful poem by David Cruz, “Immigrants” poets.us20.list-manage.com/track/click?...

A rice straw broom leans against the house - somewhere, an empire falls. #haiku #senryu

Buson: The Short Night (2) The short night - a broom thrown away on the beach The short night - broken, in the shallows, a crescent moon The short night - waves beating in, an abandoned fire. (From The Essential Haiku, ed. by Robert Hass) #haiku

Buson (1716-1783) The Short Night The short night - on the hairy caterpillar beads of dew. The short night - patrolmen washing in the river. The short night - bubbles of crab froth among the river weeds. 1/ #haiku #micropoetry

Birds sing at sunrise to a waning quarter moon - an off-key crow joins in. #haiku #micropoetry

Picnic blanket afternoon- the cherry blossoms float down on us while you sleep. #haiku #senryu #micropoetry

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

old couple making love in the morning - fallen breasts, missing teeth - laughing. #haiku #senryu

“awful people don’t deserve to be killed, but they don’t deserve to be praised, either” is apparently a thought too complex for the pundit mind

(After Li Po) Red Moon - why so shy? come out from behind that tree and have a drink with me. #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #RedMoon

Blue Jay - where you been? - buries his loot around the stump and hops away. #haiku

www.modernhaiku.org/essays/itaru... Haiku written while the author was interned during WWII. Heyday Books has just published a memoir by his daughter, The Poet and the Silk Girl. Can’t wait to read it. #haiku #concentrationcamps #immigration

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. #poetry #fall

empty old rucksack hanging from a peg - it’s full of poems #haiku #micropoetry

Linked verses for late summer After the harvest - empty beds under the stars These seeds we meant to give you - they’re all grown and gone now She’s such a cheap date, fresh compost makes her happy- I count my blessings #haiku #micropoetry

Down on old knees pulling stubborn weeds - dirt between my fingers #haiku #micropoetry

Vow That New Moon night we stood on a hill overlooking a river of stars and a starlit river, holding hands. #micropoetry #poetry

DC statehood is now an imperative. No more dicking around. Next Dem majority, get it done immediately.

August sleeplessness - shooting stars and cherry pie at 2 a.m., the perfume of tomato vines just before sunrise. #tanka #poetry #micropoetry

fog in the small hours - not a damp or scary fog, a safe under the blanket fog a mufflesound fog. cloudless wake-up call - grumpy squinting, noisy crows…old man, where have your pearlescent skies of boyhood gone? #haiku #micropoetry

toilet paper roll unspooled oopsie to the floor - I miss that stupid cat #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #cats

Hummingbird staredown - iridescent badassery just out of arm’s reach just now #haiku #micropoetry

Pause for three minutes and soak up the grace of this man. Earlier today, the father of three U.S. Marines, Narciso Barranco, spoke publicly for the first time after being pinned to the ground and savagely punched by ICE agents while they arrested the landscaper outside the IHOP where he worked.

each year on this day i find company in this poem “No Explosions” by Naomi Shihab Nye To enjoy fireworks you would have to have lived a different kind of life

My front door this morning.

Ghost Dog Ghost dog guarded me from bad dreams last night, and I woke up untroubled for the first time in weeks. “Those times you used to rub my chest when I was anxious,” he said, “I’m not afraid of the dark any more.” #poetry #micropoetry #dogs

Song of the ICE man This is the face I’ve always been, this is the me I’ve hid from myself. I am Legion in a world without names that is blind to your tears, this dominion of club and boot you took from me and is now reclaimed. #poetry #micropoetry #ICE

The hole in the fence to the tumble-down hill and the kite-blue sky. #haiku #micropoetry

I will miss the splendid unruliness of the June roses turning blowzy and shivering with delight In the afternoon wind. #poetry #micropoetry

"we will be no older than we ever were" From The Essential W.S. Merwin. #poetry #books #writing

Birds sing at sunrise to the waning crescent moon - a noisy crow flies by The waning moon made me dream of sins I can’t take back, and made me think about how little time is left - good for the tomatoes, though #haiku #micropoetry

Standing outside under the morning star, waiting for hot flashes to pass. Turn off the news - it’s too early for this Caligula shit. #haiku #senryu #micropoetry

Outside in the dark trying to recall a poem - two owls giving hints. #haiku #micropoetry

They’re called forget-me-nots, but I always do until the small, sky-blue flowers return again among the green spring weeds. #haiku #tanka #micropoetry