tapio-ku and bird-ku

A short collection this month, in no particular order…

street cracks
cars play hopscotch
at twilight

expectant quiet
urgent is night
over xanadu

(after the) t/rain
I watch the cracks grow

farm shop a discovery
of tapioca

march to school
my daughter and I pray
to the traffic gods

icy water
bitterness of fading
memories

each seed a new world to explore

one day
even the sunrise
will be bought and sold

wind whistling through my ears a daydream

mouse watching the hawk
with an eagle eye

equal night
the world turns fall
into spring

a word
is one bit short
of haiku

rake
gathering flowers
in the bed

thread
from altar
to bedchamber
the bride stripped
bare

nothing to eat to eat here
nothing to eat to eat

if nobody’s there to hear
does a tree bark?