moonless sky. . .
the baby
left the womb
a little too early
to have a name
Ribbons spring/ summer issue
melting snow
down the peaks . . .
father peeps
into our study
with half shaved face'
Time Haiku #48
Swishing
the mouthwash
this morning
the bamboo at the
window
slightly taller
Time Haiku #48
a sudden tinkle
in the wind chimes
I tell her
yet another time
all will be fine
Time Haiku #48
moonlight
through the blinds
of an eerie house . . .
in the basket, a potato
with a growing eye
Skylark Tanka
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