Haiku-a-day
A small lake with late afternon sparkes on it with cattails in the foreground.

The lake unfreezes —
I could sink in these cattails,
sun warms my shoulders.

Haiku-a-day

Picked out of the lake,
a fossil or a mountain —
in my hand it’s both.

Haiku-a-day
A small abandoned bird's nest built in the thicket of a marsh in early spring.

Vacated last fall,
a nest as big as my palm
in the cold spring marsh.

Haiku-a-day
A small splitgill mushroom growing with lichen on a fallen branch on the forest floor in eary spring.

It gets lost, hidden —
this life isn’t long enough
for all the beauty.

Haiku-a-day
A small growth of green moss lit by later afternoon sun in eary spring.

Light fills the soft moss —
it becomes monumental
on the ancient branch.

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Late afteroon light on a river with branches hanging over with early spring buds.

To friends healing well,
writing good and bad poems,
some peace being found.

Haiku-a-day
Silhouetted branches of a tall tree with the shadows of red-winged blackbirds perched and flying.

From every branch
red-winged blackbirds’ fresh singing
fills the spring forest.

Haiku-a-day
A bright pink and orange sky with wispy clouds and blue sky against a treeline of evergreens at dawn.

The day comes in pink,
orange glows behind the trees,
the sky, ecstatic.

Haiku-a-day
Sunlight on a river's surface that looks like stars.

Light on the river,
Whitman, Frost, and Oliver
have been here before.

Haiku-a-day
Sunshine on hand-folded, painted paper pinwheels pinned to a tackboard with a milkweed seed husk.

Leaving, not leaving,
it’s regret we can’t outrun —
being left behind.

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A red-tinged full moon in the process of total eclipse seen in a wide view among stars.

The eclipsed spring moon
floats red in a sky of stars —
I’m here, just below.

Haiku-a-day
A red-tinged full moon in the process of total eclipse.

Open up your heart,
I stand under the red moon,
eclipsed, not hidden.