Gambler

 I left four pennies
on the gambler's gravestone
remembering how
my friend's luck
ran out so soon

from my book, Haiku and Tanka Harvest

Growing children

scattered leaves
on the empty bench
where we used to watch
the frolicking
of our growing children

18rh birthday

eighteenth birthday
she dances with a stranger
my daughter's daughter
if I feel such a pain
how about her father

from my book, Rustle of bamboo leaves