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J D Heskin




visiting father
at the nursing home--
I pretend he knows

 

 

 

 

Spring
tip toeing around
the snow drifts

 

 

 

 

 

admiring
the beauties God planted
wildflowers

 

 

 

 

 

patter
only the cat can hear--
mice

 

 

 

 

 

life and asparagus:
the sweetest part comes up first

 

 

 

 

toasting
my shadow toasting
me back

 

 

 

 

 

revealing nests
of an earlier season--
autumn

 

 

 

 

 

my armchair--
a good old place to recall
good old times

 

 

 

 

 

at the bus stop,
people gather and talk
on cell phones

 

 

 

 

 

the weather forecast:
heavy rain followed by
mosquitoes

 

 

 

 

 

the winning haiku:
written on a summer day
about a snowstorm

 

 

 

 

my poplar planted,
I walk away wondering
who will die first

 

 

 

 

first loves:
the husbands and wives
of husbands and wives

 

 

 

 

after breaking
his vow of silence, the monk
nurses his sore toe

 

 

 

 

birds of all kinds
perched on the scarecrow
known as St.Francis

 

 

 

 

don't know why
but bamboo is on my mind...
wind sounds

 

 

 

 

not so long ago
we washed them in a river--
at the Laundromat

 

 

 

 

the eagle and hawk
fly diverse paths in a sky
big enough for both

 

 

 

 

old friend moon--
I will miss you up ahead
when the path turns

 

 

 

 

more interesting
than what we came to see--
the faces watching






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