Peace – Page 10 – Iron Haiku

widening ripples-
a heron’s reflection
reaches the far shore
–
black water-
a willow branch
touches the moon

angry winter night-
grey shutters on the northern wall
banging in the wind
–
on the south porch-
sharing the sunrise as
the wind chimes slowly

the bright hunter’s moon-
a ‘possum in my garden
gleaning the harvest
–
soft autumn eve-
the crackle of leaves
under marauding paws

the snick of scissors-
years of her identity
in piles on the floor
–
afternoon rain-
the buzz of gossip
and razors

she gives him her name-
for a just moment they share
their humanity
–
snow covered sidewalk-
she wraps her dog
in the blanket

black feathers gleaming
the final drop of rain falls
from a raven’s beak
–
a tempest-
swirls of cream
in my coffee

the hawaiian sun-
a straw hat and gunnysack
in pineapple fields
–
pacific clouds-
the obscured rim
of Kilauea

wordlessly I watch
as with the greatest of care
you remove my heart
–
rising from the fog-
taking breaths
that are not my own

a grove of white oaks
standing in a flooded field-
leafless in summer
–
silver on black-
the koi swim
in the moon

the night fog a shroud
fallen from your bare shoulders
draped about your feet
–
a vernal pool-
naiads bathing in
the moonlight