A Handful of Haiku

Old Teachings

the turn of voice falls

an autumn load of leaves

who is listening?

Tension Builds

the pause between words

pulls my ears like children who

watch the candy jar

Transit

The stream talks loudly

wondering from where he came

carrying my boat

Winter Worries

The mirror ages me

writing thin wrinkles on skin

with the thread of frost

The Secret Garden

stories grow like weeds

wild over the level flagstones

building a garden

Camouflaged reincarnation

Two thousand scales

lie against each other in wait

flash into a fish

Regret for a wedding

late for your rebirth

I was caught in the fall rains

my feet in debris