playing hooky at worship

deep silence
she stacks her hands
like a bosatsu

(bosatsu = bodhisattva)

roar of the highway
they breathe prayers
into the center of the circle

where is god?
the dust bunnies gather
a little more dust

11 January 2015

caught on the fishhook

fishhook curve --
pigeon wings flash
against the pale sky

(“The Fishhook” is a notorious freeway interchange in Santa Cruz. Here's a photo.)

voices of angels
she gathers the song sheets
for her prison ministry

mother hen
who latches the door of the henhouse
after her?

11 January 2015

lee of the storm

summer reading
the lost library book caught
in the van door

12 July 2014

turning leaves
the bald man tells me
he's a red-head too

25 September 2014

lee of the storm
the jagged edges
of the new pothole

18 November 2014

harsh glare

bend and stretch
the harsh glare of the sun
on the maple leaves

12 June 2014

time of waiting
my breath slows and
my eyes open

12 July 2014

fountain waterfall
the van pulls slowly
out of the DMV

12 July 2014

wood you like to dance?

summer hair-do
the bare wood of the new gate
in the white picket fence

7 June 2014


empty popsicle stick
waist-high weeds brush
against her hips

7 June 2014


bleached driftwood
the sand on the floor migrates
to the dustpan

10 June 2014

sunspots

pelicans wheel
an abandoned beach ball
at the foot of the cliff

30 May 2014


deep shade
the sound of a distant
baseball game

30 May 2014


cool house
sunspots dance everywhere
she looks

30 May 2014

fluorescent moon

gladioli unfold
she hands the old man
a new prescription

30 May 2014


fluorescent glare
she sings old beach boys songs
as she mops

30 May 2014


no summer moon
she lies awake
head awash with haiku

30 May 2014