call to prayer

low clouds rise
sun glistens on church bells
call to prayer

For Ellie

new face
the smile of generations
lights up our world

Timeless

ancient building
dancing in light and shadow--
house of God

new ground

in the rain
we step uncertainly
over new ground

poo

Everybody yells.
I stop;
my foot in the poo.

~uttered spontaneously by my cousin, Sean in la Madeleine, France

(And, yes, he did step in it!)

stinging rain

stinging rain,
bitter winds strip the trees--
welcome me home

Travel

Off on a plane
gathering haiku
in a bundle

I bid adieu

I bid adieu
outside my window
earth expands

Late autumn

freezing neighbors
huddle round burning leaves
watching their dreams

ashes

in the garden
her ashes
storm clouds ahead

ashes

her ashes
in the garden--
seedlings bloom

yellow mums

free of porch
yellow mums
seek rain

Golden eyes

Golden eyes
in the yellow leaves
twitching tail

dark and silent

with folded wings
hanging on the wall
dark and silent

shattered windows

shattered windows
broken in a dream–
childhood home