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Litterate they say
To that I enjoy saying
Refrigerator

Songs of Autumn lie
With the few colors scattered
On the greying ground

Light Breaks Through Windows
The Fight Against Storms Won
It Finds A Way Home

Screaming and shouting
Killing and fighting for life
My cousins are here

The dark is rising
The light is fading to dim
Areas grow grey

Roses fall on snow
Leaving beauty on the breeze
Even in the chill

Summer winds wating
For Autumn to come again
Embrace like lovers

Rain, rain, go away
Come again another day
I am getting wet

Luna gazes down,
A face more beautiful than life
far away,she weeps.

Submissive white mist
Hot sun thrusting through the clouds
Color was their child

Silver orb, staring,
Glowing bright, the feral howl
Of laughing madmen.

to the sea. to see
moebius strip overcast
cut occam's razor

Flirtatious woman
Make me grin from ear to ear
You inspire me.

early morning sun
illuminates blades of grass
the world is awake

stars shine regardless
of the number of people
caring to look up

never be afraid
to leap; the edges of cliffs
crumble for still feet

you are loved you are
loved you are loved you are loved
you are loved, always

The cold, calmed breeze speaks
Peace it brings to my cursed mind
Fear I shall not have

parfum des lilas -
la voisine attend son linge
au soleil du matin

Night sky is early
the moon will not show herself
"now is the new me"

With scarf in bare back
plucking hibiscus in sun
Kali worshippper

Give me one reason
Why I should not retreat now
Before I fail you.

今夜星
丘まで見える
輝いて

At the journey's end
Discarded bag of wine gums
Only green ones left

Through the winter mists
a light I see, unbidden,
yet welcome and warm.

Sea Dragon's fire breath
Makes Phoenix wet from high tide
On hot summer day

Lonely sunrise--
birds fly away in search
of worms in ash

Across the meadow
Through the dense of morning mist
A path to Bielefeld

Frail cherry blossom
Birthday like summers of our youth
Sweet and soon departs

No seas, no water.
Still, ships continue to float.
Holding many things.

Summer's wilting sun,
somnolently retreating
to night's dominion

Cold water overhead
rising to breathe the air
wanting nothing more

the calm winds make the
lovely trees follow the path
so do the blossoms

pretty blossom trail
with pink and purple flowers
make the trail alive

Drink from the toilet
Refreshing yellow water
Now my tummy hurts

Lovely blossom trail
with bright and sunny colors
makes the scene go wild

Nude vernal Spring leaves
clinging tightly to their stems--
lulled by Summer's warmth

Heads roll on the floor
laughing out loud with my Zeds
No Nature's Allowed!

flowers are blooming
bursts of colors come alive
fragrant smells around

count five syllables
you have enough for a line
now think of the rest

a few snowflakes at dawn
my fat clothes
in the cedar chest

a round moon
rises early this evening--
pale creeper

the truth shows its face
right through sunday's quiet rain:
i am all alone

The silky snow flake
floating silently downwards
caresses my face

If God had Facebook
"Our relationship," would say
"It's complicated."

springtime promenade
sundrenched rivers of perfume
tomorrow? who cares?

suddenly a girl
sunshine, perfume, swaying hips
my poor heart explodes

soft city lights shine
and those velvet heaven stars-
the eyes of strangers.

insistent ocean
you beguile me with your dreams
beckoning always

Gentle forest path
whisp'ring pools of light, green gold
butterflies birdsong

Thoughts like autumn leaves
twist into fluttering piles
or drift on alone

Empty mailbox
nightmarish loneliness
search continues

Struggling through the snow
Far far from the home I know
Dreaming of real warmth

The candle wax melts,
drips down around its edges,
remnants of its life.

the light glazed pond leaves
gently showering birdsong
now sun, welcome warmth

The spring time sun shines
Walking the usual route ...
On my way to work

High in the sky
Floating, falling to the ground
A snow flake

The old man
leaving the cemetery
pulling a fast one.

The third day of rain.
Reflected in the window
a boy's gloomy face

so daffie-dillies
your incongrousness is
somewhat incorrigible

Fallen wet leaves lay
like broken shards of glass.
The pavement glimmers.

Snow covers ground
Turning trees to ice with cold
Blanketed by white

A metal monster
Casts shadow above city
blocking sun's bright light

all their hearts
have grown cold
sipping green tea

Play As Time Goes By
Memories of lost Paris
Just me and Sam now

Paranoid heart beat
with Peae tattooed to the lips
hoding a candle

Nice paper houses
perfect garbage and fake real
prison looks so good

Shower me in guilt
suffocate me in sorrow
I do not fear pain

Read war for dummies
America's favorite
punish the authors

Shakesphere is now dead
who will save our lover's hearts
long live poetry

Yes, love me gently
Selfishly take all my heart
Educate my soul

Alone in the mouintains
I look around
Let out a fart

In Silent Darkness
My lone candles flame flutters
Inquisitive Breeze

ripples under steam
numbness in my fingertips
melt into the bath

Breathing short
A lung filled up
Furosemide please

We step on rich soil
Full of death, yet giving life,
Supports its burden.

All day all the time
Nothing more than a lonely
Insignificance...

Slender hair hovers
Winter bamboo's yearning heart
lovers on paper

Summer shadows long
across the Zendo pointing
The Heart is chanted

Fall darkness again
softly singing sparrows voice
announces daylight

Eyes that see your soul
Lips that smile and speak sweetly
Amy's in the house

May Peace, Love, Joy
follow you through the season
You are in my thoughts

Can I see myself
I walk across coals on fire
Why can I not feel

My necklace and sword
My heirloom I shall pass on
Questions do arise

Add me on Facebook
Then I can make extra cash
Stop avoiding me

Fall's colors ablaze
Families praise the harvest
On Turkey's death day.

So empty in life
Search for answers cannot find
The pain will pass

He strays far and wide
But all the planes, boats and trains
Take him back to you.

Autumn rain falls down
pounding upon the roof top
eyelids grow heavy

They are growing fast
The younger generation --
Snow fall is not far.

I wear a new suit
Not because I am wealthy
But because I must

You did not feed me.
I’ll trip you at the stairs.
Next time, remember.

Something changed today
You stopped and listened to me
Yet I said nothing

You are the bomb, dawg.
You are cooler than skittles.
You are pure awesome.

bumper to bumper
this same dreary daily grind
a killing routine

Warm and beautiful
Orange light lifts your heart up
Toward the autumn sky

an empty sky looms
a bitter wind blows cold night
here, i am alone

her face remembered
a brief glow in the darkness
autumnal night falls

A hint of sorrow
And as the room goes silent
He takes his last breath

Cooking your body
Warm, buttery allspice wafts
Your face smiles at me

stare drink in the eye
now the pen not the pencil
four walls friend or foe

the space traveller
his father does not believe
his son does not care

Hands clasped warm embrace
leaves fall red into white
on courageous friend

Wind blows soft branches
a single cherry blossom falls
in quiet perfection

Her tears softly fall
while insanity collides
inside white drops dawn

drops of water
ripples in the lake,
come home, the ocean

Friend complains of spam
Humorous idea in my mind
Can fit in mailbox

My haikus are blue
But only when I am blue
Which is a whole lot

My father is dead
It has been thirteen years now
I know nothing else

Drown in my own tears
Aretha knows me too well
She channels my thoughts

Counting syllables
On my fingers they hurt now
But I will not stop

I live in LA
People say it's paradise
I'm not so convinced

at the diesel pump
faded jeans and cowboy boots -
the old trucker limps

Global warming sucks
Ozone layer is dying
Earth will follow suit

So many typoes
Keyboards are like twister mats
but for my fingers.

In the woods,
Chasing pinecones;
laughter echoes

Shining sun,
waves wash the sea shore;
clouds roll in

She walks in the room
Eyes meet and heart beats faste
Cool wine on my lips

Light in the darkness
Rents in the sea always heal
Wounds heal scab and scar

Silent mosquitoes
flying over my body
slap hands together

Not a day without
begging gods to solve problems--
faith in helplessness

Violent silence
my own thoughts torturing me
thoughts of another.

Backwards underwear
Discovered at 5 pm --
I leave them that way.

Kittens on a log
watching for mothers return
O look!, there she is!!

My window open.
Cats out. Frolic, play. Return.
Eat, love, nap. Freedom.

Lonely Dragonfly
gracefully floating above
the swaying cattails

Graceful Firefly
lights the moon shadow of
my midnight garden

Whispered words and sighs
Fill the air with their stories
Of a special night

Summer mornings bring
Sneezing and runny noses
Hayfever season

Oh my angel, your
Elegant way of moving
Has captured my heart

Stars wander like eyes
The tea woods of Summer
I smile like those stars

A detailed email
to you Is long overdue
Ill get to it soon.

Listen to me now
I sing the song of pain and
peace for that is war

A bike ride at night
Cool night air rushes past me
Bugs hitting my face

Tricky coyotes,
they yip at the moon all night.
I sleep with thier song.

Stormy days cry out
Clouds weep bitter tears of rain
Lightning strikes amiss.

Her fingers push
the roots into the earth
touch-me-not

thinking words we hear
living other's fantasys
through the tv screen

Red with shame
the sky at sunrise
her new kiss

when you went away
thirsted for his blood in pain
forever my love

Making lemon tea
and warm buttery toast--
birds singing outside

retirement nears
resources dwindling fast
enjoy the sunset

My nightmare last night:
I was one of Santa's elves.
It was horrible.

The one song that all
neo-pagans truly hate "Ding
dong, the witch is dead"

I step into the
Deep end, winter snow cover
My body, the end

Clouds blaze silver joy
While moonrays plow through the air;
Autumn night creeps back.

White smelly blossums,
Floating down from the light sky.
Come my little blossom.

O, Lord rescue me--
I, a sinner without joy--
O.God forgive me--

ocean waves relax
travel up and down the beach
resting on warm sand

Tulips like rainbows
all the pretty colours blend
blowing in the wind

Beautiful ocean
sunlight glitters on it
nice clear blue water

How melancholy
and silent I am on this
lonely Saturday

the wind is blowing
leaves fall, honey
and i see you, beautiful

swings wantonly
a dried leaf hanging by
the spider's thread

Luminous hummer
winter flight five hundred miles
please return come spring

expressing is hard
knowing you made me better
you will be missed

stony creek road
old turtle lowers its head
over the speed hump

Between earth and sky
once barren clouds now give birth- -
The earth rejoices

eyeing more bruises
one thought ripens in her head
make banana bread

furnace on Bass Lake
morphing while her bronzed hand spins
slow to reel me in

one cornered sparkle
escapes the dust of makeup
what more dare I say

Days merge together
Life, soon just a memory
Was it a good one?

A mist covers
the valley of her body
leaves memories

Is all life sacred?
A bug is crushed by my will
A baby is born

She Dances With Ease,
Bringing Joy like Endless Springs,
Her Feet Could Be Wings.

the setting sun...
light snores
from my daughter's room

She Dances With Ease,
Bringing Joy like Endless Springs,
Her Feet Could Be Wings.

the setting sun...
light snores
from my daughter's room

crappy single ply
Stubborn bubble prevents drain
shame my stain remains

write on paper
white as snow...
crushed into a ball

Early morning rain
The clouds shed heavy teardrops
The Earth, their shoulder

Weeping cherry tree
Blossoming heavy clouds
To frost its nine tips.

Canadian geese
V-shaped triangulation
Will they find home?

Sitting on the beach
Staring up at the sunset
Dreaming of my love

I gazed at the sky
Seeing snow fall to the ground
White as it can be

Warm sun in autumn
I close my eyes to meet it
Opening them blue

long drive to the sea
my whole mind
is blue

sping is a big ball
always bouncing up and down
flowers growing around

Zaam ke naam
Rahegi her saam
Zindgi hi jiske naam

Twenty nine years in
a vat, yet not ready for
feelings of old age

Smiling grandchildren
drawing pictures with crayons
How peaceful and calm

I think next summer
I'll go to Pelee Island
on a sunny day

The aroma of
those cinnamon rolls baking
I'll brew some coffee

Sad nights, crimson clouds,
Gleaming moon upon the pond,
Starless sky, ablaze.

Cranes soar silently,
wings spread, black, white,motionless,
beauty from above.

Dark clouds gathering,
driving rain, calm, driving rain,
the storm passes by.

Gray forboding sky,
white velvet floats from above,
silent serenity

Bright sun warms the earth,
air rises, greets azure sky,
seagulls gently glide.

Cherry blossoms bloom,
war, death,cherry blossoms glow,
to God, spirits go.

quickly, the butterfly
sips the nectar
out of the yarrow's sweet lips

Pausing between sips
the butterfly rests
on a breath of fresh air

the global warming
true season now vanishes
-winter daffodils

She said she'd be back
From prior experience
I know she's lying

Can a skinny guy
like me be warm in winter?
I guess I must run

Gas is expensive
Roads are clogged with idiots
Still, I love to drive

He said "What's the point"
Yet he keeps coming to train
I think he gets it

My fan is no help
Earplugs don't work very well
Neighbours suck sometimes

Can't we just be friends?
A saying just as cruel as
I came, go home now.

Beneath the water and
mystery; until exposed
white phosphorus glares

twilight arrives
the moon is so beautiful
i miss you a lot

I bought brand new shoes
they are too big for my feet
I am such a clown

5th of Novemeber
one friend of mine that i lick
my face is now wet

I love autumn leaves
Softly falling to the ground
On a cool afternoon

behold the black box
six sides in and six sides out
heavy to the eye

walking in the rain
past rice fields and waterfalls.
a hot cup of tea

water trickles down
a path along the kama
suddenly it's gone

Did you taste that first
warm mothers milk, still-wet fawn
or were you stillborn?

Left, right, back and forth
scratching seeds beneath the snow
sparrows do their dance

On this snowy day
a constellation settles
on my black dogs back

Dumplings, oh dumplings,
how deeply you satisfy
on this snowy day

So still this morning
one can almost hear the cat
walking on the snow

furu koya ya
haruzemi ga naku
yama no oto

furu ike ya
haruzemi ga naku
yama no oto

古小屋に
春蝉が鳴く
山の音

retirement nears
resources dwindling fast
enjoy the sunset

The Rocksstars in Doom
Investing time in people
Bowie Bank builds bombs

Each sun aggravates
sadness moment by moment:
watching lonely street

Sitting cross-legged
the Hutch receptionist
behind the glass

Spring returns:
autumn in my courtyard
unending

Two butterflies rest
on the butterfly tattooed
on her sunning back

fallen from the ear
slightly above the shoulder
creating bling-bling

The chill of winter
Fills my lungs and slows the world
A dormant rebirth

The hairy critters
Dancing among the tree tops
Munch on Bananas

i must be dreaming
the ocean has clashed with land
the earth is speaking

Pain, lame pain of love ones
Release the pressure.
Let me breathe!

To reach the branch
raising her other arm--
twisted hibiscus

Pausing between bites
on the guava tree
the parrots

Dew covers the grass.
Old Glory drapes the casket.
Taps cries out mournfully.

picking peaches, warm
and heavy as a baby
asleep in my arms

Her shapely figure
in orange blouse and blue jeans
strained at the hips

Frogs sunning on lily pad
as the dragonflys go by
and ladybugs fly

2005
downloaded more than listened
feel bloated and sad

Haiku is not taught.
Don't ask the frog or the moon.
It's the moment now.

Four red candles burn
their flames bending too and fro
each alone, like them

Forbidden Goodbye
Promotes our season to change
Great hope lies ahead

Smell of sweet cedar.
Short path leading to blue bench.
Ginger, bright yellow.

West-mind tries to say
Something. East-mind says:
Listen to the wind.

The bee was drowning.
I offered a dry leaf.
It seemed important.

Who teaches haiku?
Is it the moon in autumn
or the belching frog?

An old dry snakeskin
now blending into the earth.
No memories there.

Literary life!
Throw it away while you can.
Make friends with the sea.

No comparisons
for this feeling of deep loss.
Dry creek. Dead branches.

December evening.
From a bare sycamore branch
the white moon ascends.

Tintoretto clouds.
Any moment now, cherubs
may fall from the blue.

Blue heron. Red koi.
Two hawks circle overhead.
Cat watches and waits.

December morning.
Frost sparkles on black rooftops.
Silence. Nothing moves.

Leaden autumn sky.
Explosion of raucous crows
and sycamore leaves.

I am the white owl!!!
Coming down fast to get you!!!
My little grey mouse!!!!

Ruby maple leaves
catch the last fire of the day.
Commuters crawl home.

Parchment pale full moon
rising through pines and pink clouds,
Caught in dark branches.

The stream, Buddha's tongue,
red autumn leaves, His body.
The chill wind, His breath.

Happiness, come in.
Warm yourself by my small fire.
Tell me your story.

Evening. Deep stillness.
Far away, a slow freight train.
Outside, black sky. Stars.

Deep sapphire blue sky.
White impressions of slow clouds.
Listen! Church bells! Noon.

Sunrise pink jet trail
Blazes across morning sky.
Crows fight, squirrels chitter.

New moon. Diamond star.
Lanterns glow along a path.
Sudden wind! Door slams.

She is far away
Absence.. The heart grows fonder
Love.. is here to stay

I saw him walk by
visions of the Magdalene
battle starts again

his name was noble
our hearts may have been truthful
but we'll never know

Days after the 'quake
staring at the rubble--
a homeless widow

the vibrant red rose
the red is the first to see,
do not forget thorns

A bulbul
watching from the snapped twig--
empty street

Swiftly passes by
a yellow snake on the grass---
moistened trail of love

cold buds awaken
heavy clouds huddle from wind
carpets of blossom

The window is grey.
Pitter patter sounds the rain.
I fall back to sleep.

Behold, Butterly!
Your time is come. Spring is here.
Rise! Wake the world!

Rainsong. Needs no words
no written notes to
sing a message. Peace

Haiku. Seventeen
syllables forming pictures
in questioning minds

Tastier my tea
with her one sip
I keep the cup

In my dying day
I will laugh and cry for you
On my happy day

In the winter grey
I sleep in the floating mist
Alas!! A leaf falls

Writing with strands of
watery hair on her bare back
a love haiku

Independence Day -
the poster of Gandhi
rather faded

the full moon mounts
the slope of it's fine orbit
drenched in orange

margaret schaefler
in my arms, under venus
the new morning star

Lego Building Blocks
Architectural wonder
Late night bare foot pain

Not for me the rain
Give me some tea and let me
watch from the window

In ten hours I see
The mountains and the rivers
In one train journey

jewel in the water
matches my spring kimono
hiding place for koi

nectar in its throat
the hidden promise of spring
to my tongue revealed

built by his own hand
grandpa gone the barn remains
fading memories

not even waiting
til evening cool chases heat
noisy cicadas

by my windowsill
softly plucking the koto
golden moon rising

Walk to the Ocean
Infinity calls to you
Bathe in the glory

Fly from the Mainstream
Deviation Migration
Flow to the center

Windblown and Lonely
You look to the western sky
The future comes here

What little time spent
Watching her grow so quickly
Now becomes a bride

morning sun
coloring sky and snow <>
bamboo dancing

freefall in white mists
forward anonymous back
rivers flow unseen

cemetery path --
under the cherry blossoms
one black umbrella

tulip festival--
the colours of all the cars
in the parking lot

meteor shower . . .
a gentle wave
wets our sandals

ANWR saved for wildlife
Its proctection pushed aside
Now bleeds crude for U.S.

i sit in my cube
yearn for the mountains and fish
bee cee tee oh five

Spring's child skips slowly
One step forward of normal
Not so hollow man

Their paths cut through glass
unopposed ripples pushing
back reaching to shore.

animals abound
wreaking pain upon my mind
Mishima, my shield

When blood runs cold, dry
am I just the deeds I've done
or spring's child again

sitting in silence
Daruma meditating
in Japanese

sacred tender dream
soaring, overwhelming
embrace me and hold love

Dance on the razor
Poverty is not distant
One paycheck away

Fresh scrolls of spring rain,
foam calligraphy in streams.
Love poems to the sea.

Raindrops on jasmine,
diamonds in the morning sun.
The chirping of frogs.

Jasmine. Gardenias.
Tangerine and orange blossoms.
Suddenly, it's spring!

Here, two rivers meet.
O, fair city. O, Bagdhad.
Tomb of innocents.

That was a cafe.
Friends were having dinner.
Now, a rubble heap.

Quick white butterfly
There, in the honeysuckle,
A flying flower!

A dove coos, bullfrogs
croak -- deepening shadows grow,
announce blue twilight.

Sunset comes early.
Nighttime is not far behind.
Another day, gone.

I thirst for silence,
Deep, healing oblivion,
Place beyond all words.