Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Her red silk kimono
waiting for waves
his sprinkled ashes.

last-ray of sunset
our bird cage covered
indoors.

river narrows
the force of a cloud burst
white with boulders.

holidays …
I will plant
our apple tree’s clone

Maple
suddenly
no future to fall

rain all day
the windowsill cat
I run … by

a dawn breeze
the shadows move
to separate

… before dawn
a lightning cracks
along the pane

in dropped figs
I can only say
which might seed

river crossing
a horse steps on
the sound of pebbles Re:Basho’