Friday, September 27, 2013

Coffee mug

the coffee mug
with our pictures on it
that you gave me
before your sudden death
still unopened in its box

Friday, September 20, 2013

Full moon

full moon and empty arms
so hard to fill the void
she left behind

(another full moon variation)

Saturday, September 14, 2013


one more girl
commits suicide
from cyber bullying

(from a recent news)

Friday, September 13, 2013

Friday the 13th

Friday the 13th
I shoo a black cat
from my driveway

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

New York Terrorism


New York Terrorism

simple math
six hijackers
to six thousand dead

innocence crumbles
among New York rubble
September rain

patriotic fervor
the geraniums
remain in bloom

blood-stained sun
sinks in the rubble
twilight of hopes

the Vietnam vet buys
red, white and blue tulips
memorial garden

In my book, Rustle of bamboo leaves
but first published in
World Haiku Review
Vol. 1, Issue 3, November 2001

Tuesday, September 10, 2013


not even a drizzle
in the barren plain
their runaway son

Friday, September 6, 2013

Heat wave

heat wave
she removes her new bra
to freedom