That little boy
who isn’t mine, I hold him
like he is.
Posts Tagged ‘haiku’
Because We All Belong to Each Other Haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged baby, community, haiku, love, poem, poetry, unity on February 12, 2012| 6 Comments »
three haiku: limitations
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged attention, flowers, haiku, knitting, limitations, opening, relearning, snowflake on February 7, 2012| 3 Comments »
no matter how open
the heart, the eyes can only
follow one snowflake
*
tonight a whole hat
is stitched out of the promise
just two more minutes
*
all these flowers
I’ve learned by proper name
let’s relearn by scent
Five Unlearning Haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, kiss, letting go, losing the self, mine, poem, possession, relaxing, sky, stars, uncertainty, unlearning, wind on February 4, 2012| 1 Comment »
That wind always tries
to undress me … today
it took my name, too.
*
It’s hard to be
serious when you’re kissing
my elbows.
*
What’s that? It’s only
supposed to have seventeen
syllables? But the sky today deserves at least twenty-five.
*
Erase the word mine
from these lips. Replace it with
nothing.
*
Tonight the stars
are just stars, the lines that link
them all undrawn.
Three Crazy Haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, kiss, love, luck, mountains, opening, poem on February 3, 2012| 1 Comment »
Every part of me
burning and still, go figure,
I feel lucky.
Lost and scared, still
the only thing that makes sense:
fall deeper in love.
Light spills all over
the mountains—oh morning, please
kiss me like that.
Haiku: Five Miracles
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged crow, haiku, intimacy, letting go, miracle, nearness, paradox, patience, short poem, time warp, water, wave on February 2, 2012| 1 Comment »
It would take weeks
to walk to your house, still
our hearts so close.
*
This morning I ski
into the woods—forty years
later I ski out.
*
The snow did not stop
when I said stop, but it did
not fall forever.
*
Across the lake
invisible in the trees,
the crow in my ear.
*
That ripple
never travels and it is
always new water.
three haiku on the how of it
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged busy, flower, going inward, haiku, poem, vulnerability on January 31, 2012| 3 Comments »
adios map
from now on I travel
in
flower to flower—
so much honey here I turn
it into work
why are you surprised
I’m naked? I don’t know why
you’re not
Dissolution Haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged become one with everything, dissolution, haiku, illusion, night, poem on January 31, 2012| 3 Comments »
I asked the night to
swallow me, it said, Darling
I already did
five haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged emptiness, freedom, haiku, love, perspective, poem, shy, stars, sun, words on January 29, 2012| 5 Comments »
I could never say
what love is but often
I say I love you
*
you’re shy? it’s okay—
I can drip love from these words
instead of flooding
*
who says there is
only one sun? let’s think
vaster than that
*
falling through
the spaces between stars
a temple of emptiness
*
a velvet cage
is still a cage she said
scissors in hand
winter haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged camellia, haiku, letter, paradox, poem, snow on January 28, 2012| 1 Comment »
four haiku and a tanka
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged awareness, haiku, poem, presence, reaching, silence, stillness, tanka on January 26, 2012| 1 Comment »
inside that sigh
migrate a thousand thousand
butterflies
*
what’s quiet
is still quiet behind
the barking dog
*
I fall asleep
aware of part of me watching
the one who sleeps
*
these arms
not reaching
but waving
*
poor woman
stopping long enough to smell
the juniper berries
only because
she has to pee
two haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged atlas, change, haiku, opening, petals, poem, tulip on January 25, 2012| 2 Comments »
watching the tulip
do the splits, every part of me
becomes tulip
*
this old atlas
pages of borders long since changed
and rose petals
haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged garment, haiku, nakedness, ravel, refresh, uncertainty, unknown, what is on January 24, 2012| 3 Comments »
seven haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged accident, birdsong, geese, haiku, knitting, night, poems, searching, silence, stars, thoughts on January 24, 2012| 2 Comments »
those wild geese
edging the clouds, my thoughts fly
beyond their wings
*
just one more row
I think, and knit one more and think
just one more row
*
the night pressed
its darkness into me, what
could I do but open
*
these ears
go on a long walk looking
for bird song
*
while no one’s watching
I trade all my molecules
with the night
*
did someone sow
all those stars, or did someone
trip and spill the bag
*
walking at two below
both questions and answers
come out as clouds
four haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged attention, bald eagle, dream, haiku, poem, singing, story, what lingers on January 22, 2012| 3 Comments »
That bald eagle
flies this canyon every day
today I saw him
*
all day I try
to scrape it off my skin
that bad dream
*
long after you leave
the chairs remain hushed so to
better hear you sing
*
every story
I’ve ever had
the end
seven haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged crow, daughter, expectations, haiku, January, moon, mother, poems, resolution, snow, wanting, wind on January 21, 2012| 1 Comment »
the wind blows
both ways at once
my thoughts, too
*
fingers covered
in syrup my daughter reaches
to hug me
*
me and the falling snow
both of us
shadowless today
*
crow in the empty
tree, it did not sing to me
like a crow
*
in evergreens
drifting snow and how can it be?
scent of lilac
*
rushing to dance
with the moon, I tripped
on my own wanting
*
January and I
recall over tea we forgot
to make resolutions
five haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged allowing things to be, change, haiku, letter, lupine, morning after the storm, mountain, poem, presence, river, storm on January 18, 2012| 1 Comment »
nothing holds back
the river forever—
these hands still trying
same cold, same dawn,
same landscape—even that hill
seems tired of standing
*
again I write
in my head the letter, again
I rip it up
*
and then the day came
when I sat in the lupine
instead of climbing
*
morning after
the storm each glittering limb
the most lovely
fifteen
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged dreams, haiku, lily, losing the self, loss, meditation, moon, parenting, real, snow, stars, sufficient on January 17, 2012| 5 Comments »
blank field of snow
just after the blizzard
tracked up in minutes
*
driving sixty
while the tears on her cheeks
went eighty
*
these deep scars
I wish I could forget why
you can’t see them
*
even when I sit
very, very still, God sits
stiller
*
the trees pushing green
and in me a longing to
lose everything
*
even though I know
they won’t fit, I try them on
her mood rings
*
those gossamer dreams
when was it that they became
nooses?
*
all I want to know:
when I am with you, can I
be myself?
*
watching that star
I forget which of us
is moving
*
though all the petals
fell, the lily pistil still
dripping
*
come morning my hair
all tangled after a night
of tussling with words
*
no one says to
the lily, hey, one more petal
would look better
*
these haiku
perhaps I can scrawl them on
bits of DNA
*
more poem sprouts?
said the tears—but we just
started plowing
*
quarter moon
the boy says, it’s broken,
mommy fix it?
*
these dead willow sticks
beside me are so beautiful
I am beautiful
six
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged ego, haiku, moon, pinata, puddle, the path, the process, wings on January 15, 2012| 1 Comment »
why prefer?
the piñata before the strike
or just after
*
mud puddle
only the moon
doesn’t jump in
*
though tattered
I clutch at them, these shreds
of who I was
*
knitting the last row
I consider unraveling
the whole scarf
*
the sun takes me
by the hand—the mountain
can’t be tall enough
*
not the song
that made us look up but
the sound of wings
here you are haiku
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged compass rose, found, freedom, haiku, lost, map, the path on January 14, 2012| 1 Comment »
seven
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged beauty, doors, haiku, inquiry, knowing, listening, not knowing, poem, weeds, winter on January 13, 2012| 1 Comment »
first the stars
then all the space between the stars
slipped into my tea
*
dried and dead
I leave them in the vase
the naked tulips
*
winter
every cloud
a love letter
*
hey poet
get out of the way
said the poem
*
bird on the wire
for a few moments
we both stop singing
*
the weeds gone to seed—
and who is this one
who thinks they are weeds
*
another door,
another door, another wall
becomes a door