Saturday, January 30, 2016

Dear Pain

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Dear God

Saturday, January 23, 2016

Dear rain

Friday, January 22, 2016


Saturday, January 09, 2016


Thursday, January 07, 2016

Dusk - tanka

the day ripens from 
pale yellow to bright orange
into dusk's bowl falls

someplace else a fresh dawn blooms
in my garden, night jasmine


Tuesday, January 05, 2016

Absence- haiku

It rained all day and
Through the night. But I only
Heard your absence


Sunday, January 03, 2016

Sensuous Sundays - Walking on grass

Grass kisses my feet
With soft, moist, cool lips
In my heart lovesong


Friday, January 01, 2016


Lying on a hammock under
trees brimming with summer
I gaze at the undersides of leaves
and birds’ nests. An inverted
green dome.  A cathedral of calm.

Caressed by breezes laced with
the fragrance of wood smoke,
jasmine and river-breath. Trees
drop their leaves and birds their
song. Little gifts of benediction.

The sun through the leaf-lattice
twinkles like bits of broken, yellow
glass, like the deity in a stained
glass window, playful not solemn,
playing hide-and-seek with me.

Blissfully unaware, unmindful
that on its third satellite the
inhabitants have broken time
into pieces and labelled them
for convenience and celebration.

And so, we send fireworks into
the air and make resolutions,
forgetting, quite ungratefully 
it is the fireball in the sky that
got us through yet another orbit.