Dear Pain

Dear God

Dear rain

Music

Resurrection

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

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Absence- haiku

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

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Sensuous Sundays - Walking on grass

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

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NEW YEAR’S DAY

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.

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