.
summer rain
the sprinklers move
back and forth
.
.
summer rain
the sprinklers move
back and forth
.
.
crescent moon
scooping up
the Valley smog
.
.
the darkest nights
reaching for you
beyond the stars
.
.
deep night
beyond the city
fireflies dance
.
.
veins of gold
fish swim
deep in the river
.
.
summer heat
too hot to sleep
counting
the night train
whistles
.
.
hot summer days
the sun eats
the shadows
.
.
reading the classics . . .
my husband
chatting with the authors
.
.
the smell of windex . . .
my reflection
still smudged
.
.
summer heat wave
crashing into the venetian blinds
paper airplanes
.
.
summer heat
night windows cracked —
frog song
.
.
crumb trail
everyone follows
the path
.
.
summer night
all the stars
the infinite shining love
I’m sending you
.
.
empty aquarium
covid
all the offices closed
.
.
weighted eyelids
midday nap planned
before the alarm goes off
.
.
summer magic
·
cold salad soup
carrots, cabbage, celery
fresh tomatoes
dill
.
.
reflections
fisherman drops his fly
into the clouds
.
.
summer heat
strawberries
raspberries
cherries
red sweetness cools
.
.
writing mom-ku
facades of joy —
there is only grief
without you
.
.
smiling
the birds roost . . .
crow’s feet
.
.
grandma in her rocker
slowly gliding
to sleep
.
.
tea headaches —
find it works best
as a rinse
for my hair
.
.
sweet teeth
·
grandma’s famous tomatoes —
when cups of sugar
weren’t a sin
.
.
hot summer days
the patio glistens
with broken sprinkler rain
.
.
sleeping in late
someone stole
the afternoon
.
.
trouble waking up
instant microwave coffee
not fast enough
.
.
hazy summer days
weatherman points to the
forest fire line
.
.
hot summer days
napping cat
curled tight
into
the shade
.
.
summer heat
neighborhood cats hide
under the willow tree
.
.
learning to walk
the haiku path
tripping
over syllables
.
.
unspoken love —
before the alarm the smell
of fresh coffee
.
.
heat wave
skin sizzling
summer heat
.
.
after the rain
stars
shining again
.
.
keening . . .
the only word
in my widow’s cry
is
grief
.
.
hidden by sunlight
meteor showers
fall through the sky
.
.
brewing fresh coffee
the hint of vanilla
tickles my nose
.
.
evening landscape . . .
sun sinks
into the horizon
.
.
kneading dough
dusted cornmeal
covers
my sticky hands
.
.
evening news
“unhealthy air advisory”
·
evening stars
shine
through the haze
.
.
early dawn —
morning sun promises
another molten day
.