Chance – Page 9 – Iron Haiku

nothing left at home
save the old chair and sofa
that I brought with me
–
vacant memories-
cobwebs cling
to empty shelves

one flame extinguished
while another adds it’s light
to the firmament
–
eyes downcast-
black armbands
wet with rain

old invitations-
coffee’s brewed in the kitchen
if you’d ever show
–
rising steam-
cozy dreams
of coffee shops

blackbirds in the trees-
pebbles left on your headstone
in remembrance
–
knees in the soft earth-
I clear away
the weeds and leaves

another meeting-
I know your failings so well
as I do my own
–
rain slicked neon-
another club soda
graces my glass

the fifth of July
a time for reflection on
what we have become
–
saguaro cactus-
a small sneaker
in the sand

above the highway
a red tailed hawk circling
riding the thermals
–
hunting-
an osprey plummets
to the sea

my open window-
from the red barn a white owl
asks me one question
–
transfixed-
the field mouse stares
at his death

second grade romance-
a slip of paper folded
and passed hand to hand
–
mardi gras-
her number on
a bar napkinL

a sidewalk cafe-
lunch forgotten as a crow
lands on my table
–
al fresco-
a rain drop
in my coffee