haiku | a night kitchen

Starbuck’s

no mint for the mocha —
holiday’s on the speakers

midnight —
across the alley
Christmas lights going out

knife in the window display
catches my eye as I pass

after a sleepless night,
half a cloud
then blue

fog dissolving —
dog barks
on the other side of the hill

finding a seat at the table —
tea in someone else’s cup

November 13, 2010 § 1 Comment

One light on a hill
And the whistle of a train —
November night

red-bellied woodpecker and I
greet each other in passing

November 11, 2010 § 1 Comment

looking over my shoulder
racing the moon home