Rice seedlings in spring – Have their own texture – Ahead of the rain. – a five syllable mountain poem
Flowing winter stream – Creates its own instruments – and plays its own hymns. – a haiku poem
Flowing winter stream – A sculpter and musician – Poetry of the Tao. – a haiku poem
Humanity’s order – Of that beyond arm’s reach – It cannot matter – Opposite the rows of life lined up – Into each one some rain falls. –…
Sitting together – In the rooftop ashiyu* – Her foot touches mine. -a senryu poem *ashi yu literally translates to “foot bath”. Shallow foot baths in Japan are…
A mother paces – She knew it could come to this – Mourning for her son – Couldn’t he at least respond – To the text she sent…
Old stones rest on soil – Green moss finds its roots in stone – Autumn leaves on moss. – a haiku poem
Dew drops on flowers – Scattered across the petals – See beyond one view. – a haiku poem
Sunstream wildflower – Aren’t we moving not the shore? – Light still in shadow. – a haiku poem
She reached my shoulder – After dark weeks underground – A bright midday sun. – a returning haiku poem
A Kamoshika Surrounded by green bamboo Spontaneity Reflected within its eyes Expressionless, the still moon – a tanka poem
A dog gladly leaves To walk in the winter woods His spot in the sun. -a haiku poem
Cascading downhill Floating in shifting tension Adrift not drifting. – a haiku poem
The clouds in between Take each other’s shape Snowflakes with the wind. – a five syllable mountain poem
Frozen evergreens Resolute in the valley Bowed branches supple. Wind howls above the mountain. Water flows beneath the snow. – a tanka poem
Across the snowfield A gentle breeze moves a leaf The wind shakes a tree. – a haiku poem
Pop autumn fireworks – Burst on the ground, morning frost – Over in sunlight – Tomorrow nearly the same – Until dew rests on snowfall – a tanka…
Oil refined sunshine – Burns seashore infrastructure – We’ve filled the vacuum – As one abhorred by nature – Bird sand and wind grass – Come grey concrete…
Kotobuki-cho – Another countless winter – But first today’s meal. – a haiku poem Each week the lunch program at Kotobuki-koen provides over 600 servings of nutritious food…
Autumn susuki grass – Held in silent sunlight – One glance and there you are. – a six syllable mountain poem
There is nothing there – Cobblestones between boutiques – The wind, dust, and sand – a haiku poem
Autumn gingko leaves – Full of possibility – Once they touch the ground. – a haiku poem
Downtown Shibuya – Bright lights beneath the sunset – Light is light is light. – an urban haiku poem
Somehow long lasting – In face of modern day woes – Americana. Shootings hold no nostalgia – Ignorance casts no light. – a tanka protest poem
