10/22/07 - A Haiku

dark birds line wires
silhouetted against gray
avian bus stop

10/9/07 - A Haiku

rearview sun rising
leaves dressed like skies remain still
October cooling

9/28/07 - A Haiku

rains now wash summer
from the ground and down gutters
making room for leaves

9/27/07 - A Haiku

flat, gray skies are cracked
by morning's firey birth
mist still clings to earth

9/13/07 - A Haiku

morning fog veils all
in monochromatic sheets
I travel through gray

9/11/07 - A Haiku

the air kills all doubt
soon the leaves will burn and fall
as we mourn the sun

9/10/07 - A Haiku

the air feels cleaner
after the wind and rain pass
purified by storm

9/7/06 - A Haiku

we pause to take rest
and sit in the cool soft grass
before leaves blanket

9/4/07 - A Haiku

timeless lullaby
hard rain and growling thunder
to this I met sleep

8/31/07 - A Haiku

rising from lone field
fog hovers just above grass
twisted by the wind

windsheild thoughts - a haiku

morning windshield fog
will soon be a sheet of ice
scraped by my cold hand

sky's mood- a haiku

they without concern
move resigned to the wind's call
only passing moods

evening deer - a haiku

with feet in moist grass
doe grazing in golden light
with tail twitching

Summer 07 - A haiku

August killed by gray
fog and drizzle like autumn
no sun-burned shoulders

Squirrels in First Light - A Haiku

Two busy squirrels
Chase one another past blooms
In the morning cool

Behind the Desk - A Haiku

hours fall away
seasons change behind windows
just dust in a chair

Broken Sky - A Haiku

Golden crack in clouds
Twighlight swallowing the day
As porch lights come on

Summer Rain - A Haiku

Raindrops like old friends
Are drank by thirsty flowers
Sighing with releif

Wilting - A Haiku

With leaves falling limp
In hot afternoon sun's heat
It's glory is lost

Hiding From The Heat - A Haiku

Quiet people hide
Unmoving in a tree's shade
Praying for a breeze

On the Horizon - A Haiku

Distant shades of gray
Staggered and stacked like distant
Snow capped memories

Goodnight Campfire - A Haiku

The loudest silence
The abcense of lantern's hiss
Tents being opened

Dreams Realized - A Haiku

Days stretch much longer
Than when we dreamt in frost
Of sweat and bare feet

Childhood's Feet - A Haiku

Grass between my toes
It is drying but still soft
Relish in childhood

Summer - A Haiku

Skies made of blue glass
Gaze down upon browning lawns
As my skin reddens

Forgotten Lily - A Haiku

Starving for water
The earth pulls tight against roots
Petals fade to white

Tadpole Cloud - A Haiku

Thousands of tadpoles
Form a spiraling black cloud
At the water's edge

Lily On A Table - A Haiku

A single flower
Sits potted on a table
Awaiting the Earth

Quietly Waiting - A Haiku

Quiet nights find me
Waiting for events unknown
I am in my Chair

Walking Into Work Today - A Haiku

Splashes on my face
From water that drips from eaves
It smells like Doughnuts

Four Bull Elk - A Haiku

Bull elk eat new grass
In the soft light of near dusk
Horns wrapped in velvet

Unamed Haiku - A Haiku

The water washes
Over us as dreams of sun
Blind us from the rain

Nice Cool Days - A Haiku

The air feels liquid
And cool like I am swimming
Away from summer

Dust Devil - A haiku

Twisting winds stand tall
Filled with tumble weeds and dust
My passing ignored

Sleepless Night - A Haiku

Eye lids like marble
Shirt clings like a parasite
I just want to sleep

June Morning Air - A Haiku

Cool empty air tells
That later it will warm us
As we hide in shade

From Over the Fence - A Haiku

Smoke and charring meat
Carbonated snaps and shouts
of children playing

Rhododendron Blooms - A Haiku

Dark purple clusters
Rest on cushions of green leaves
But their lives are short

Heavy Rains - A Haiku

Heavy rains falling
Make the ground leap for the sky
To give back the rain

Leaves In Wait - A Haiku

Leaves swaying like hordes
Milling nervously in wait
For the final gust

A Gorgeous Battle - Haiku

Old blooms wilt away
And fall as new blooms erupt
Without aid from man

Last Light - A Haiku

Drift off into night
The Trees are just silhouettes
As the last blue fades

Blue Butterflies on Rocks - Haiku

Blue butterflies sit
Looking like blooms as they hide
In riverside nooks

Friday Morning - A Haiku

The end is in sight
Our toil to feed the rich
Will take a respite

Kitten At Sunset - A Haiku

White kitten perched on
Sunset window sill chasing
Crows as they fly past

Overcast Morning Skies - A Haiku

Flat, gray sheets on sky
Wait for the morning sun's heat
To lift their burden

Trout Skies - A Haiku

Skies colored like trout
Metallic sheets ablaze with
Protest of their sleep

Didn't Quite Make It - A Haiku

The racoon ended
In a dash to his refuge
Still now, mouth agape

Deer Eating Breakfast - A Haiku

Three deer graze a feild
Eating grass still wet with dew
While birds provide song

After The Rain - A Haiku

Fertile smells greet me
As I note rain drops on leaves
The world is brand new

Morning Sounds - A Haiku

Sounds of idling cars
And obnoxious bird chatter
Bring me to my feet

April Skies - A Haiku

Before me, huge skies
With all the moods of mankind
Silent and awe-struck

One Sky; Two Moods - A Haiku

A soul split in two
Tranquility and the storm
The heavens decide

Big Trout - Haiku

In a river pool
I met an old rainbow trout
My biggest ever

Late November - A Poem

NOTE: I'm not really much of a poet, but I used to think I was and occasionally I feel the need to write a poem and I I like this one.

I know where I was 8 years ago on this date
In more detail than I know where I was yesterday
An awkward silence in a pretty girl’s car in a drive way that’s neither of ours
she’s waiting for an ex-boyfriend
I’m waiting for the same guy
But we didn’t come together
Good byes are awkward when they’re one sided and someone is still digging in

“Don’t let her in my funeral” But I did anyway
About two weeks later
I wonder if he was capable of caring then

But that night, we were both alive
With a vegetarian Thanksgiving that was still undigested in our guts
And with an interruption from two other pretty girls and maybe couple of pals (I can’t remember)
Her goodbyes were cut short and I rushed him out the door and we drove into the night with nothing good on the radio

I suppose we didn’t need it right then
But then Link Wray saved my life shortly thereafter

so that there would be someone left to remember
that being young can well be the end of it
and growing old isn’t guaranteed

The rest of the night is just a movie montage
that is becoming shorter each year
but I don’t need to every detail
to remember it was good and that good byes are awkward when they’re one sided and someone is still digging in

Green and Gray - A Haiku

The year's brightest greens
Contrasted against slate skies
that sit uneasy

Thoughts On Spring - A Haiku

Sheets of rain pelt blooms
Then they are dried by the sun
Schizophrenic spring time

Nice Morning Sounds - A Haiku

Calling through the gray
Penetrating my windows
The morning's siren

Dreams - A Haiku

A forgotten dream
Our eyes open to this life
Leaving joys of flight

Hope for Later - A Haiku

Waiting is painful
When freedom is the taxi
Time keeps slipping by

Thoughts Of Fishing - A Haiku

Tonight, still water
lets me slide across with ease
as to meet a trout

Fog Wall - A Haiku

Towering fog wall
Born from the valley's river
Seen from the hill top

Old Joys - A Haiku

He becomes himself
Just like he was in his youth
Watching time back up

Thoughts of later - A Haiku

tonight will smell of
cut grass and the patio
and that is just right

New Blooms - A Haiku

New blossoms each day
I stare transfixed with wonder
Like they are the first

Another Spring Day - A Haiku

I have nothing new
it is still spring and real nice
I like pulling weeds

Sleepy Music - A Haiku

I laid listening
To rain's night time symphony
Glad for the music

Yard Work - A Haiku

Scents of being young
Hopeful looks toward summer
Relishing in blooms

Cloud's End - A Haiku

A crack in the gray
Heaven comes pouring through it
Starkly Contrasted

Odd Bird - A Haiku

I saw a bird sit
Bright feathered and tropical
Must be passing through

Waking Up - A Haiku

Awakened from her sleep
She blushes with new color
For winter was cold

More Pink Flowers In Trees - A Haiku

pink flowers in trees
rebel against the winter
a gorgeous battle

I'm Not Even Real - A Haiku

The air is easy
I slip through it like liquid
Both barely notice

Trees With Pink Flowers - A Haiku

Pink buds dot landscapes
Dogwoods, harbingers of spring
The air does not bite

What Happened - A Haiku

Has anarchy died
Where is our rebellion
Consume until death

Good Bye Duder - A Haiku

Golden dog in pain
The last of childhood's ties
Has just disappeared

Morning Bird Sounds - A Haiku

Morning Birds Singing
The ones that sound like crazies
Ranting in group homes

I'm Like Superman - A Haiku

Moving fast through time
Like I am bending time space
Should I get a cape

Out Side Dining - A Haiku

The barbeque smoked
Burgers sizzled and dripped fat
Eating on the porch

Unsettling Pleasure - A Haiku

Is this spring right now?
Sixty degrees and green grass
Carbon benefits

Migratory Birds - A Haiku

They- In open air
Feel homecomings excitement
Spring has called them home

Spring Realization - A Haiku

Days getting longer
weather becoming random
Spring must be near us

Nothing New - A Haiku

Nothing to speak of
Every other day ever
Sun goes up and down

Winter's Morning II - A Haiku

A frosty morning
Stings my still wet face, I cringe
My ears are burning

Monday Morning - A Haiku

Like the worst parade
We fill our desk and punch clocks
To make others rich

Marching - A Haiku

The path becomes worn
Smoothed and packed with every step
As we all trudge on

Pacific Northwest Winter's Day - A Haiku

Grey mornings dripping
A chain of them now for days
Feels just about right

Office Smell - A Haiku

Coffee and paper
The scent of each work day
No apple blossoms

After Work - A Haiku

A Pabst Blue Ribbon
With the hottest gal I know
What could be better?

Winter Morning - A Haiku

My breath is frozen
Grass crunches beneath my feet
The world is still

Rain on a window - A Haiku

Rain slides on windows
Stopping before the bottom
Falling is tiring

A Flower Blooms - A Haiku

A bud starts to open
In the first light of the dawn
Full bloom by moon light

Miami Fishing Morning

Tarpon break still pond
Manitees sun in shallows
Palm trees just swaying

Work Day Haiku

Sit behind my desk
And tell me you don't want death
This is worse than jail

Winter Fishing Day Dream

White landscape no clouds
Monochromatic morning
Steelhead roll somewhere