A tree frog

a tree frog

clings to the rain gauge ...

lingering drought

—Presence, issue 54, 2016

No drought here recently but, instead, torrential rains (not long ago, 20 inches in a day or two). This little frog, or one of its relatives, often hangs around our gauge, especially during extreme weather conditions, it seems.

Bitter wind

bitter wind
the scent of orange
in my face cream

—Mariposa, 33, Autumn/Winter 2015

Hotel room

hotel room—

wind through the palm trees

muffles his snores

—Presence, #48, June 2013

Mock election

mock election—
my first-grade niece explains
the debt crisis

—Haiku News, week Nov. 12, 2012

And she and a fellow classmate succeeded in getting another classmate to switch her vote. Way to go, A.!

After the snow

after the snow
a large-winged seagull
fills the sky

—Haiku News, Dec. 16, 2009; Haiku News Anthology, 2012

It was big news for us: a beautiful, light snow—the earliest one on record for Houston, Texas. Houston is located about 50 miles from the Gulf of Mexico; it rarely snows there, much less the first week in December (not to mention one day before my birthday). An exceptionally cool winter would follow.

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Autumn wind

I rarely write haiku—the tanka form seems to fit me better—but every now and then I guess I want to say a little less.

photo copyright of Robert Curtis

autumn wind

the whole earth woven

into my hair

—Lyrical Passion Poetry E-Zine, 2011