Haikus #9 – #15

married bickering
“stop killing each other, guys”
two years old, but knows

mama dives headfirst
long legs and slender torso
she pops: “did I splash?”

we vacuum the house
spider webs sucked down the hose
‘rachnid tilt-a-whirl

ninety-degree day
find me a place with AC
we’re museum bound

eleven red fools
sharing their bankrupt ideas
three hours, no hope

Thursday afternoon
the river is cold and fresh
not a bad workday

she lets go the kite
middle-aged man gives it chase
the string lifts: bye kite

Haiku #7


“it’s your turn to speak”
scared smile shaky hands flushed cheeks
scared shitless: still speaks

Haiku #5

Classroom Walls

these four classroom walls
outside: cool breezes and sun
tick tock tick tock tick

Haiku #4


august orange moon
“wow,” I say, “look at that moon.”
her eyes: dark night blues