the bat stirs
lifts head to the setting sun
hits snooze
haiku
10-17-18
a diving Grebe
disassembles
the moon
house lights dim
voices settle
the tuba sounds his tone
for Joe
Jan 29
Look
12 Robins
Working the mud of the creek
There too
One bathing
20 degrees what a freak
So Much Trump
Winning
So much winning
You’re going to get tired of winning
Backing
So much backing
You’re going to get tired of backing
Lying
So much lying
You’re going to get tired of lying
Lunchtime Haiku
old posts and old wire
holding wild grape vines holding
old posts and old wire
--Robert Spiess--
Lunchtime Haiku
After weeks of watching the roof leak
I fixed it tonight
by moving a single board
---- Gary Snyder ----
Breath drops leaf
photo op gone
Morning by Krista Lukas
The stillness, the radio’s news,
the scent of rain. My neighbor
bending to pick up his newspaper
in its orange plastic bag, tossed
on the step. The cars all
heading this way or that,
a fine spray beneath their wheels. Vapor
rising from sidewalks, and the light
of the eastern sun, slanting long, as if
there’s all the time in the world.
(Krista Lukas)
7.17.13
98 degrees and running at a butterfly’s pace
master bias leaning 