Friday, October 18, 2013

Heatwave haiku


1/
heatwave--
if only I could comprehend
mother's grief

2/
she loosens
her grip on our oath
lingering heat

3/
slightly it goes
my laundry line down
the heatwave

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Skyscraper haiku

skyscrapers--
hiding from anything
she was

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Cherry blossom haiku

blossom viewing
caressing his bald head
so motherly

cherry blossom
her first blind date
after divorce

High noon haiku

high noon--
growing the shadows
of dead trees

Ordinary love haiku and tanka

1/
crescent moon--
the midnight's chill
down to the root

2/
you gave me
no ordinary love
by the campfire
too much warmth
to freeze in time

Loveboat haiku and tanka

1/
he decided to paddle
his loveboat to distant shore
and his vow
was about returning to grow
trees for nesting birds

2/
cornerview
birdbath
birdless

3/
gecko's voice--
secretly counting
her fingers

4/
wingbeat of bats
and so falls the night
dressed in black

5/
love, like life
will find a way
don't ask
why i cover my face
with layers of rain

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

The chill

the chill comes home summer rain

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Mistletoe haiku

homecoming
my dad's lemon tree
with a mistletoe

Lunchbox haiku

morning rush--
a rattling sound from
his lunchbox

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Trampled stone haiku

barefoot walk
fading heat of
trampled stone

Monday, July 8, 2013

Long lasting rain haiku

long lasting rain
discerning the shiver
in her voice

awet hujan
getar yang tertangkap
pada suaranya

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Morning rush haiku

morning rush
a yellow leaf takes
a free ride

Monday, June 17, 2013

Medical record haiku

week end surprise--
some new entries on his
medical record

Friday, June 14, 2013

New lesson haiku

starting new lesson
with copying Watabei--
cherry blossoms

Monday, June 10, 2013

Join the army haiku

traffic light--
my boy doesn't want
to join the army

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

The color of the wind haiku

moonlit night
knowing the color of the wind
too dark, too dark

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Touching the ground haiku

c'mon withered leaves!
I feel my feet touching
the ground so alive

Growing older tanka

the art of
growing older--
this is why
she calls herself by
her first name

Pillow fight haiku

not a pillow fight the divorced knows best

Tête-à-tête haiku

openly
she asks me for
a tête-à-tête