Six-thirty A.M.
Daylight savings time wonder
Pink clouds cover sky
Haiku: Faint Warmth
Dark and frigid dawn
Coldest of the year and yet
Crescent moon beams glow
Later on the sun
Very welcome imposter
Called me out to play
Haiku: Lament For the Future
January day
Dull gray clouds obscure the sky
Too warm for jeweled snow
Will it thus be so
World unrecognizable
In aeons ahead?
Clearing Fog
Clear darkness of the sky
Last night a quarter moon
Summer creatures sing a serenade
At dawn a fog rolls in
Only light the yellow beam
Shining from the hardware store
Blue water of the swimming pool
Now obscured for winter months
By tarpaulin just as blue
I welcome the change
Summer a hard and anxious time
Fear for health of son’s beloved wife
With now the worst behind
As a family they move on
Life reshaped but ever closer drawn
I return to simpler ways
Where poetry lives in daily life
And remains my nourishment
Passages
Summertime six years ago
I settled in this space
Unpacked and put my memories
On walls and table tops
In places I found evidence
Of occupant who came before
Tiny holes in closet door
Suggest a place to hang his ties
Apartment life is transitory
I put roots down none the less
Created my new home.
These past six years began a tale
Chapters of unexpected change
So many things I used to do
No longer are within my reach
My apartment is the same
It is I who have a different view
I will re-member cherished gifts
Grieve and lay them to the side
Look out the window at the tree
Watch pink clouds at early dawn
Embrace anew life’s mystery.
