trick or treat

it’s always too cold

threatening to snow

but off we go

kids in tow

 

costumes ill-fitting

little ones lagging

talking of quitting

shopping bags dragging

 

finally they fold

we got to go

it’s always too cold

threatening to snow

wordless wed 10/31/18

–photo by me

my secret bower

sitting in the forest

among the great pines

I feel so inspired by

the old gentle giants

of the northern woods

 

a needle canopy above

a needle-woven carpet

on the ground beneath

a secret bower indeed

 

they all stand around

like wise old friends

 

they seem aware of me

as we exchange breath

 

they’d never judge me

 

they truly welcome me

but I think that they

wonder why a creature

like me would want to

sit among them always

scribbling scribbling

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

six word stories — 9

“The gun’s missing! He knows, Roberto!”

haiku 48

stars burn like hot sand

on the cold galactic shores

of the cosmic sea

 

–photo by me

multiverse

out here in the woods

I wonder if I’m just part

of a multiverse

for all I know, a train could

be thundering by right now

 

–photo of me by my son, Aaron

favorable wind

the season had ended

the leaves had descended

and I was to rake

them away

so I went out at dawn

to my leaf-covered lawn

when a favorable wind

came my way

now my leaves were

blown high

in the blustery sky

while I leaned on my rake

all the day

and I think that it’s been

quite a favorable wind

but my neighbors don’t

see it that way

wordless wed 10/24/18

 

–photo by me

Samhain

In the dead of the night,

When good folk are in bed,

The witches take flight

On their broomsticks instead,

And meet in moonlight

For the Feast of the Dead.

 

A dark night of dread,

But what does it mean?

When the living and dead

Have less curtain between!

Samhain, it is said,

Is now our Halloween.

haiku 47

the sun may line clouds

with silver or light them up

with golden fire

 

–photo by me