Saturday, April 30, 2016

Patio

mesquite wood burning
plum blossoms cling to branches
we wait for a feast

Friday, April 29, 2016

bubbles

If our existence is really all happenstance, and there is no divine being, it is still a miracle.

driving

I see no sunlight
even when the sky is clear
watching a half moon

Monday, April 25, 2016

fishing

I see a white tree
it limbs remind me of snow
springs petals burst forth

Dang nab it

I lost my Haiku
our computer just died
white petals in wind

A new stretch

swiming from below
I see a trout acting odd
Holy Crap, Fish On!


Thursday, April 21, 2016

Ramps

hiding under oaks
listening to a river
springs wild onions

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Rays plaace

hammer axe and spear
arctic fox and river bear
playing in the yard

Saturday, April 16, 2016

Wrong fish

under limestone bluffs
sneaking up on a sucker
not knowing who's who

Boy on the Rush

sun dappled water
a trout river flowing by
untying fly line

Saturday, April 9, 2016

Todashi

Samurai of plains
I drink the blood of my foes
I always stay thin

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Tuesday's Trophy

Hiding by a Log
an old brookie is waiting
My fish has no Lip!

Monday, April 4, 2016

Monday Monday

my hands grinding tools
echos of water and rocks
occupy my mind

Sunday, April 3, 2016

Sundays april fools

So many people
stomping along our river
yet the trout remain

Saturday, April 2, 2016

Sarturday morning

laying in my bed
I hear the wind and see snow
damn it to hell spring