Right before bedtime
Drinking a glass of water
Can’t wait ’til morning
House gods, guardians
Inside outside every home
Protection or fun?
Forgot my dze bead
My protection from evil
So far I’m Ok
A carving in stone
Or a Bali offering
What does time matter?
I shaved the brown fur
On my chest, now I’m itching
What was I thinking?
God, almost captured
Zion and the Grand Canyon
On the path to truth?
No telephone calls
The world has loosened its grip
A taste of freedom
On my skis again
Ice. I’m wobbly on the trail
A happy rookie
Night is coming on
The ski trail’s disappearing
Worried but not lost
Email and cell phones
Have made life much easier.
I beg to differ
Swallows’ random swoops
Mosquitoes in their death dance
Fewer bites for me
Skiing in the woods
A quick stop to make my mark
Yellow on white snow
The Bali culture
Filled with more mystery than
Mona Lisa’s smile
I grew up thinking
Tigers are soft and fuzzy
Then I heard one roar
If I’d remember
How, I’d be writing haiku
Five, nine, five, or what?
Even Frank Lloyd Wright
Shakespeare, Christ, and Mohammed
Will be forgotten
Trees against the sky
Beautiful, dead or alive
It’s not so with me
Cracked and curled mud
Its cookie cutter pattern
Now melts in the rain
I too will vanish
Like my footprints in the sand
A song forgotten
Don’t make fun of me
“More” is more than my motto
It’s my life’s work
Wood fires and stuffed bears
Olympics are distracting
I’m home and cozy
My to-do lists fill
Seven file cabinets
My new place to dance
We’ve talked about this
Demands seem to claim my time
Thought this was my life
What’s the classic line?
‘Bout each and every snowflake
We are all snowflakes
Repeat and repeat
Are there not infinite paths
Aren’t we all snowflakes
A snowflake’s beauty
Rarely seen, instantly forgotten
We’re mostly like that
Hiking in Zion
Writing haiku in my head
My best, forgotten
I think that snowflakes
Are the near ultimate proof
That there is a God
Stay strong and live long
Why be miserable now?
We have stuff to do
Don’t care where I go
I’m just a dog in a car
let my face fur blow
Don’t know how to think
I’m just a dog in a car
Give me meat and drink
What’s the date today?
I’m just a dog in a car
Can’t hear what you say.
Want you, will you stay
I’m just a dog in a car
What’s your rate of pay?
Luck has come today
I’m just a dog in a car
We will romp and play
Snowy woods fly by
Bardicus eats fresh snow
Sake slurpy’s next
Such engaging work
The Muse is having his way
What is our future?
