.
angry car
breaks Sunday silence . . .
young studs
.
.
angry car
breaks Sunday silence . . .
young studs
.
.
mount hagen decaf
cafe altura roast — my perfect
coffee blend
.
.
my haiku —
tracing instants in time
visions to remember
to share
and yet
it all remains meaningless
without you
.
.
luminescent tree frogs
leap
into the old pond
.
.
sweet juices
sticky fingers
celebrating
the strawberry moon
·
(The full moon in June is sometimes called the
strawberry moon.
It falls near the end of California’s strawberry season
plus the full moon nearest the summer solstice
in June often has a reddish color.)
.
.
neck craned
flapping his wings
duck
challenges reflection
in the water
.
.
oh, my love —
·
haiku/verse
is holding me together
one syllable at a time
·
sending you my forever love
and tiny instant moments
seen in time
.
.
need ibuprofin —
squinting to read
the added ingredients
·
Whole Foods or Costco
long mysterious lists
are exactly the same!
.
.
To Dad
childhood memories —
·
starfish and seagulls
hot summer trips to the coast
your unending love
·
Happy Father’s Day, Daddy!
.
meteor showers . . .
there’s nothing
that doesn’t
remind me
of you
.
.
9 mph wind . . .
watching the conversation
of leaves
.
.
complete communication —
all we ever had to do
was touch
.

with dh gone
there is only grief
touching
everything
once written purely for joy
haiku is now my road
to sanity

.
.
my tangled haiku —
I’d rather write new verse
than search for duplicates!
.
.
our love . . .
going to movies
watching tv
always
holding hands
🙂
.
.
.
ask
and ye shall receive —
“How much do you love Daddy?”
~
little arms stretched
as high as she can reach —
“All the way up to God’s house!”
.
.
24 hours a day
stretching to touch you
in God’s house
.
.
snarls and tangles
in yarn and haiku
untangle
to knit
or blog anew
.
.
blueberry skies
wish we could have
purple fingers
together
again
.
.
a widow’s grief
your final words
I can’t take it
let me go
032419
.