Thursday, July 27, 2017

Tanka of the Day ~ "Hoo, hoo" chants the owl,

    
"Hoo, hoo" chants the owl,
    among the moon lit shadows
    a field mouse dances.
    
On silent wings death swoops down;
    Lux aeterna luceat eis. 
    

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Haiku of the Day ~ At four AM the

       
At four AM the 
    dogs wakens and softly growls;
         the bear has returned. 
    
     

Thursday, July 20, 2017

Haiku of the Day ~ Covered by gray smog

   
Covered by gray smog
    the brown-green mountains stand guard
        over the valley. 
   
   

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Haiku of the Day ~ Tunes cascading out

   
Tunes cascading out 
    of the old dusty dashboard.
        (Farmer in his truck)
   
   

Haiku of the Day ~ Tree filtered sunlight

   
Tree filtered sunlight
        streams through the open window;
    morning has arrived. 
   
   

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Haiku of the Day ~ Shimmering heat waves

    
Shimmering heat waves
    raising from the black asphalt
        with sage on the air.
    
   

Friday, June 30, 2017

Tanka of the Day ~ Sipping rye whiskey

    
Sipping rye whiskey
    at the end of day.
    I hear an angel;
        her voice floats over the din
        of random conversations. 
   

Thursday, June 29, 2017

Haiku of the Day ~ Smoke and morning clouds,

     
Smoke and morning clouds,
    the smell of burning mesquite;
        the hills are ablaze.
    
   

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Haiku of the Day ~ In the afternoon

    
In the afternoon
    with  the dying of the wind
        I embrace the heat. 
    

Friday, June 23, 2017

Haiku of the Day ~ I pass the time by

    
I pass the time by
        counting bugs on the windshield;
    such wanton carnage. 
   
    

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Haiku of the Day ~ A hot eastern wind

     
A hot eastern wind;
          blue skies and sun baked mountains.
    (The summer solstice.)
          
        

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Tanka of the Day ~ An old brown shoe-box

     
An old brown shoe-box
    in the back of the closet,
            full of memories
      forgotten and neglected
              with the turning of the world.