A Collection of Haiku
The say of the bees
Who choose to be unchosen
Among the many
Two spare coyotes
Still hungry from their last hunt
Prowl the arroyo
Who is important
When the ammunition flies
Whom is saved - whom not?
It’s fawning season
The young still abed - calling
A doe comes to nurse
A monarch lingers
The eventuality
Clings to the milkweed
Who dares to abide
The hasty fate of fury
Shame of the willing
In the bosk of dreams
A peculiar purlieu
Where I wander lost
Blooms and seed cases
The heritage of gardens
True generations
The Monterey Bay
With the gulls as my witness
I marry the sea
Power versus force
Force will fight to prove itself
Power is moral
It came back to me
Suddenly in the night sea
A grey whale breaching
Frothing surf beckons
The dog plunges unrestrained
No fear of the waves
The better road winds
Heedfully - around the oaks
With no middle line
I am an old barn
Drafty - straw dust on the floor
Secrets in the loft
Spontaneous spring
(with its small incautious hands)
Blesses the garden
The trail is rocky
It gets steeper near the top
But it's worth the climb
The psalms of nature
You do not need religion
To be reverant
Dancin’ through the night
They pitch a wang dang doodle
They break down the doors
Children on their backs
Unimpressable resolve
They hope for a chance
No ant by itself
No purpose or achievement
Without the others
Over history
We have all fought in these wars
My heart aches for us
Estranged by their ages
He no longer knows her hand
But still he reaches
Untranslatable
One cannot explain the spring
Presence is enough
Great in the smallest
Peace in the ordinary
Respite in simple
Parents and children
“Bring them back to the Stone Age”
Iran is people
Mankind’s compulsion
Is forever making rules
Nature ignores them
Imagine a world
In which the only armies
Are those made of ants
