School bus butt,
two wide lights, two narrow–
gargoyle’s mouth
☯️
Gnarled barn,
one hand to the door…
hope
☯️
tanka:
…and I’ll eat
(‘Net says)
five live spiders
in my sleep…
this year
☯️
Winter wind…
dog hides its nose
in the snowdrops
☯️
Morning…
seagull flaps only
when it must
☯️
tanka:
Winter’s child
(a toddler),
baby doll’s
arm
in fist
☯️
Sunday…
beating out rugs
between rains
☯️
A crack in the moon!
No…
a crack in my window
☯️
My kiss
cannot reach…
stardust
☯️
Hanging judge
peels…
from the canvas
☯️
Truck sound,
bound south, blends…
in wind shear
☯️
The wind
ticks only when it wants–
mock the clock!
☯️
Summer dusk…
stone face
slowly cools
☯️
Night,
a fire truck’s *WHONK*…
lone dinosaur
☯️
Cold dawn…
full moon smeared
behind clouds
☯️
Storm of
cherry blossoms…
flaking waves
☯️
That drain chortles,
agreeing
to something…
☯️
