Blue dragonflyhovers over lake shimmer — rock skips into cattails
An American Haiku
held up by love — she longs for a pushshe can’t ask for
haiku
Sad tears in child’s eyes. The promised snow day fails to appear. Trudge to school.
In her hand — instead of a phone,a beloved book
on the occasion
confusion which his nerves
same loneliness
be there for them understand those unspoken wordshear that poem.
the countless namelessall were given names — gifted
her last pairof Stride Rites — I go on shrinking
An American haiku
A memoryfrom childhood -the perfect climbing tree
child’s eye-viewwondering if we willfinally, learn