the morning after:
half-finished tumbler of scotch,
a moth floating dead
Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Beauty (2005)
A haiku septet for Monica, on her 26th Birthday
Understand: beauty
is more than an appearance;
it is a freedom.
It is the process
of the smiling surrender—
gently letting go.
To fly is to love
like the stem loves the flower,
flies her face (a flag).
Our souls are seamless
like branch blending into leaf
or leaf into space.
You are beautiful
in your flowering, whether
awake or asleep.
Kiss me with your sleep,
and when you wake, embrace me,
hold me with your songs.
When day is opened,
like coloured birds from a tree,
our music takes flight.
Understand: beauty
is more than an appearance;
it is a freedom.
It is the process
of the smiling surrender—
gently letting go.
To fly is to love
like the stem loves the flower,
flies her face (a flag).
Our souls are seamless
like branch blending into leaf
or leaf into space.
You are beautiful
in your flowering, whether
awake or asleep.
Kiss me with your sleep,
and when you wake, embrace me,
hold me with your songs.
When day is opened,
like coloured birds from a tree,
our music takes flight.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
Haiku (2002)
Far water -------your voice
is heard beneath the silence,
passing through the rocks.
This haiku was 'Highly Commended' by the Consulate-General of Japan, in the City of Perth Library's Haiku Competition for National Poetry Week (September 1-10, 2006).
Coffee haiku (2004)
white browns black, one hit -
eyelids stretch, caffeine drills me
back into the world.
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