Monday, January 17, 2011

haiku retrospective ix

"you mean peace to me,"
he said that last afternoon.
his coffee mug steamed.

green eyes search green eyes,
reading hidden currents' depths.
ways to say goodbye.

"through all the turmoil,
you have been my oasis."
hand grips my fingers.

joy shining through me.
connection can't be broken.
terns wheel and return.

saying our goodbyes,
a mutual benediction.
the joined hands unclasp.

one lane road ahead.
the rest is commentary,
miles and miles of it.

9 February 1997

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